I have a serious case of thinking how I’ll die. And I get so scared of it. Even though I’m young still, my mind sees, it thinks. All scenarios and ways I’ll die.
It makes me curl in my bed and think and think. Think of how it will be when I truly am nothing. My existence not a thing. My 1 in 400 trillion chance as human. As ANYTHING over. Because of death.
And my case. Thinking of it.
I once hiked a trailhead in my class. Seeing the cliffs? I imagined me rolling down because I slipped. Down to my death.
Please help. How do I stop?
I don’t want to think of it.
I don’t want to visualize it.
The death lingers in the depths of my mind and I absolutely NEED it out.
Help.