The title can be misleading… We’re all going to die… In fact, the majority of our bodies die every year. Since our cells only live so long, the cells that make us up right this moment will mostly be dead and gone in a year from now.
Not the point I wanted to start a topic on though. Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m going to die in August of this year. My credit card expires in August, my SSDI review is supposed to happen in August. Probably some other crap I’m forgetting to mention as well. Also, if I actually start taking the meds my doctor recommended (Risperidone), there’s a chance I’ll get diabetes. I’m already overweight and at high risk for diabetes and heart disease, so the meds will most likely cause it. Hell, maybe it’s the meds that will kill me?
I know this is paranoid thinking and I’m trying to get it under control, but I can’t. The anxiety won’t friggin leave me alone.
I’m not even really that stressed about the things happening in August either. I mean, I’m more stressed about dying that month than I am about the crap that should stress me out. The scary part is that when I get a prediction, it’s usually right. What if things go haywire that month and it’s actually my own suicide I’m predicting? I hate this.