I'm afraid I won't find a job/I'll never be successful or make enough money to have the kind of life I want. I'm afraid that if I don't get a job in my field that I will have wasted my Master's degree. I'm afraid of H dying and I'm also kind of afraid I'll die alone, since we don't want children. I also worry regularly about things happening to our pets.
Obviously, I'm no expert. But I do have a very, very severe anxiety disorder. It affected nearly every part of me. Stomach, joints, bowels, hands, arms, legs, hips, etc.
Anyways, I just asked because what you said sounded so much like what I went through in the beginning.
If I may ask (and please don't feel pressed to answer) are you taking any meds?
No anxiety meds, other than the muscle relaxants I take sometimes when I've stressed myself sick. I have an amazing therapist who really helped me out with the worst of my anxiety. Right now is worse than normal, though, since we are relocating to another state and buying our first house. As much as I hate to admit it, you could be right and my wrist is from hurting myself in my sleep. I've been known to do that.
*hugs* I really appreciate that you cared to comment on it. (heart)
I am afraid I'll die before my dd turns 18 and her living situation would ruin her.
I am afraid something will happen to her. I sometimes think of the worst scenario and just want to hug her and keep her safe. She's getting too old for me to hover so I have to just trust, not always easy.
I am afraid of being alone for the rest of my life
Before I met H, I was afraid of losing my dog because of the love and attachment I felt for Charlie. It was something I had never felt before for anyone else. Then I met H and the love was a stronger, more intense love (lol duh) and my fear of losing Charlie, while still there, pales in comparison for the fear of losing H. And then I had Ethan and it's almost overwhelming at times when I think of losing him. I don't know if I could survive losing him. The love I have for him is so strong and all consuming I didn't know it existed.
I'm afraid of E inheriting all of my mental and physical health problems.
I'm afraid H won't be able to find a job that will be able to support us. We're piecing it together now, but this can't last forever.
I'm afriad the religion I believe in is wrong and I'm putting all of my faith into something that doesn't exist.
I am afraid of whether or not I/we want children. I used to think I did. Then I was vehemently against having them. Now I am 90% against having them, but unsure.
I'm scared I'll regret whatever decision we make about kids.
I'm terrified of losing people I love, namely my grandparents, parents, and H. And my dog, if I'm being totally honest.
I'm scared I will not lose the weight I put on and will have health complications from it.
I'm afraid that I'll never have any great lasting female friendships. I'm socially awkward in group settings (I get anxiety about it) and I'm incredibly bad at making friends. I think I'm a decently cool person and a good friend, But I'm having a hard time finding friends that I have enough in common with to get really close with. It's bumming me out.
I can relate so much to this.
Me too. So much. H and I were just having a similar conversation about friendships the other day.
I'm afraid of never having any kids. And that my (hopefully really far away) funeral will be a pathetically empty affair since I had no children or grandchildren womp womp.
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I always fear that one day I'll screw up so bad that my kid will go off and move in with her dad, where she'll be encouraged not to do shit and never find something she truly loves to do.
I fear that the hub will wonder WTF he's doing with such an old lady and find someone closer to his own age.
I am afraid that I didn't marry the right person for me. I love DH and he is a good dad but I am not as happy as I think I should be and I don't know if its my crazy coming out or what.
I am afraid ODS will always struggle with his speech and other disorders.
I am afraid that YDS is showing a delay in his speech too and that we will have to go through everything all over again.
I am afraid that a situation will arise where both my boys need me and I have to choose. (Fire or accident)
I'm afraid our plan to move to the USA from Australia in a couple of years will be a huge mistake. There are a million reasons to do it, but it's a huge decision that will affect my children's lives in a major way and I'm horribly worried it'll be the wrong move.
On a related note, I'm perpetually scared I'm fucking up my kids in a million little ways.
ETA (hit post too soon): I'm scared my brother's mental health issues will overcome him again and this time he'll have a successful suicide attempt. PDQ.
I'm afraid something will happen to me before I write a letter to my kids letting them know how much they mean to me - since they are so young and I'm not sure my youngest would even remember me if I passed away right now.