I've had to come here from the other thread. That one is a bit too much.
Like many here, anxiety is a big thing for me.
Every day I'm finding that I feel like I've accepted a fate that I didn't think I would at this age. I know that seems extreme but I lost my mom unexpectedly last year and since then I now obsess over my own mortality. I don't want to, but I can't help it.
I find myself not agreeing to plans my partner mentions for next year as there's that niggle of "Will I be here?"
I live in city where it's recently arrived and we've had a death already. I just want to shut myself away from the world for a month.
Reading the posts here, I'm glad it's not just me struggling with it. I've found it reassuring.