I fucking hate my fucking brain. I hate how every single pain I automatically assume I’m fucking dying. It’s all I can think about. I obsess over dying and leaving my sweet husband behind. I literally get so scared I put myself into a full blown panic attack. I’m a 25 year old healthy female, I’ve been to all the doctors and had all the tests every time I think I’m dying. Turns out I’m not, but I literally still think I am. No amount of doctors or tests help me. My mind creates something else to obsess over. I’m so so tired. I’m so tired of my fucking brain ruining my youth with thoughts of death. 

Just needed to vent and wondering if anyone else deals with similar stuff?