I always obsess to some extent as part of my DP, anxiety/depression. However, the last few days my obsessions have gotten much worse. Usually they're just a sort of downer, but I've been feeling more anxiety and distress because of my thoughts. I can't get the idea of my inevitable death out of my mind. When I look at my life as it is, I can't find any possible reason for my existence. I stare at my arm or legs or body and don't know why they are there. Why am I a human being? Why am I alive at all? Time seems to be flying by as well. Days, weeks, months years....it doesn't make any sense. What do I have to look forward to? Being 80 years old one day, in a state of decay physically...probably halfway toward dementia.
The world seems so cold and distant. My mind seems to be getting out of my control. I'll get repeating thoughts, sounds, etc stuck in my head that cause me anxiety. I feel so cut off from anyone. From meaning in general. The fact that I've been sick the last few days isn't helping. I don't really know what to do. Hopefully it will pass.
The world seems so cold and distant. My mind seems to be getting out of my control. I'll get repeating thoughts, sounds, etc stuck in my head that cause me anxiety. I feel so cut off from anyone. From meaning in general. The fact that I've been sick the last few days isn't helping. I don't really know what to do. Hopefully it will pass.