I don't know where else to post this, and I think I'm shadow banned on r/depression for some reason. So anyway, I don't know if it's the pandemic; the fact that I've been cloistered in my room for over a year just doing constant homework and stress and health anxiety, or what, but lately ive been obsessing over what happens after death. Like it just freaks me out. The idea of oblivion, which even though I consider myself religious seems tbh like the most plausible option, just freaks me the f\*\*k out. And then that leads me down a road of thinking like.. what is anything even? like why are we just floating on a rock in space? what is space? and its really freaking me out. why am i thinking like this and how do i go back to normal. i feel like the last year has fucked me up mentally. i also have severe health anxiety but that's a story for another post. oh and i dont really have anyone to talk to about this. well, i do, my dad, but he wouldnt understand. pls help.