I just feel absolutely crap at the moment. I’m scared of being alone in case I lose my mind, I’m scared to read articles or videos about suicide because I’m scared that I’m feeling so low that that I might do something stupid (I really don’t want it just my stupid brain making me more scared). Every slight twinge or muscle ache I automatically think is cancer or a blood clot, and I keep worrying myself about death and how its gonna feel. I’m a mess I just want to come at peace with everything just be relaxed and take each day as it comes not constantly ruminant over my last moments on earth.
I haven’t met anyone that I can sit and talk to about how I feel and not feel like a crazy mad woman – except my mum. My boyfriend’s idea of helping is calling me a “silly billy” or shouting at me to “stop it”.
How do you find peace with death? Accept that it will happen? I think i need to do this to start living my life again. How do tell my myself and make myself believe that instrusive thoughts are just thoughts and that my emotions can change with help from the right people?
Sorry for ranting. They say it’s good to write it down.