Ever since my nan died when I was 8 I’ve had anxiety attacks about death. Not about the actual dying more more the idea that I am going to grow old and the world is going to go on and I just won’t exist. Just typing that make my chest tighten and I feel like I’m having a heart attack.
However, recently I just feel like I’m never happy anymore and the world has nothing left to offer me. I have no motivation and all I want to do is sleep or do things that make me feel like I’m part of some fantasy world […]
