I have an awful fear of death. A few months ago I was convinced I was going to die in my sleep and when I began to drift off I thought it was me dying and would wake up abruptly heart racing and beginning to have a panic attack. The months that that lasted were hard and almost sleepless. I know it is irrational and no one really took me seriously but I was petrified.
Sleep has become difficult again because of this fear and every night I reflect on my life and expect not to wake up but here I am, for now.
This is a fear I have had since I was very young, about 6 or before. I used to cry and begin to have panic attack’s. It took many years to realise these were panic attack’s.
Fortunately for me, when I have one I run into the next room or shout loudly to distract myself from the panic. Ive only have 2 full on panic attack’s, the others have been the dreaded beginning bit when my body goes all funny and I feel like I am dying.
When I am alone I get this most and the panic attack’s are increasing in frequency. It’s horrible.
Anyway, I thought I’d share this. It’s been hard to put this fear into words so I’m glad that this picture can explain why sometimes I’m sure I’m dying when it’s just a panic attack. If anyone deals with something similar let me know. ❤️❤️❤️❤️