The idea of dying scares the hell out of me and I hope in the nearby future a process to reverse aging or cybernetic immortality becomes a thing I don’t wanna die and I’m only 20 the thought of it is sending me into another psychotic episode

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I keep waking up in the middle of the night hyperventilating about me and my family dying. My poor husband caught me last night. I shot up out of my sleep and started screaming/hyperventilating I had to lock myself in the bathroom and just cry. My mortality is killing me, it’s making it harder to take care of our children. I can’t function. I feel like I am in a daze. I am only 21 but have had this issue since around 10. I don’t know where to start to even begin healing. The words death, die, end of life, passing, etc they all trigger me into a panic attack. Therapy has not helped. I just cry and scream for 30+ minutes until I can move again. Help!!!

Hi me again, just thinking this community can have a little more involved discussions in all forms.

One thing I had been noticing since day one is that during the periods, I feel physical pain around my fore brain part.

Since I never felt such frightening experience in my life before, I have no idea whether this is common when feeling frightened or not.

Or perhaps it is my brain telling itself that its future prediction mechanism in its frontal lobe is reaching a danger zone that it should not predict?

I also feel like sometimes the reason where I stop ruminating these thoughts is simply because it got tired feeling these physical pain.

Do you also have similar experience?

One day, out of nowhere, God made a human. We call this human X1. X1 is a miracle, it has its own consciousness, it is smart and creative, and it has its own little planet. X1 is happy.

The only issue is, there is a huge comet coming directly towards X1's planet. When it hit X1's planet, it will burn its planet, setting it on fire. X1 will be tortured for 7 days, and then die.

What is dying? X1 ask God. It means you disappear, said God. You mean I go to other places, and have a new life there? No, you disappear, just gone, like before you were here.

Oh there is one more thing, you have the abilility to make human as well, just like I did. The human you make will have its own planet as well, but there is also a comet that will come towards its planet.

After saying that, God left, leaving X1 in its little planet, and never returned.

X1 freaked out, this must be a joke, one day it is here and then it disappear. What does that even mean? This has became X1's deepest fear, to not be when the day comes.

X1 is terrified, and he look up the sky, and see the comet that is coming towards its planet. X1 freaked out, yelling to the sky, wishing this wasnt true, but to no avail.

However after a while, X1 realize the comet although coming, is still far away. X1 got bored, and want to do something with its time. It start to grow trees, hang out with birds, look at the sunset. It even was able to make a cup of tea with the trea it grows. X1 is happy.

One day, X1 god bored again, and remember its power to create human. It starts to make the human, and tries to just like itself. Well... almost like itself, but not exactly. It call the human, X2! X1 is so happy with the human it created, it looks kinda like itself. But the inside is totally different. X1 feels like proud, and it is happy that after itself dies, X2 will continue to be alive. So kinda like X1 is still alive, but not really.

X1 starts to teach X2 what it learned. It teaches X2 how to grow tree, be friend with the bird, look at the sunset, and be happy. X1 love X2, and X2 love X1.

However, one day, X1 look at the comet again, and realize it has came closer then it thinks. It might be ok, X1 tells itself, because X2 will survive after, and X2 is kinda like itself. But it looks at X2's comet, and realize it is coming closer as well. It than ask X2, want to learn how to make a human?

The day has finally come, there is X1 to X4. X1 is totally freaked out, but it doesn't want x2 x3 and x4 to freak out as well, cause it love them. So it tell them, there is nothing to worry about, you all have just one job, which is to continue making more human, just like yourselves. The comet came, hit the planet, X1 suffered in pain for 7 days, and then disappeared.

In the next thousands of years, human keeps making human. There are some got too far from the family, and named themselves differnetly, such as the Y family. Some of them wear fancy clothes and looks cool. Some of them created crazy tech, such as PS5 to entertain themselves. Some of them makes amazing food. They enjoy their time on their planet for a while. But at the end, it's all the same. Their biggest fear arrive, they struggle, and they all disappear.

One day, on year 2025, there are 8 billian humans in the world, what a crazy number. Human Z9889 looked around and start asking, hey yo guys we are all going to die, why are we here and what the point is all of this?

Haha one more human going through existential crisis!

You over think, just drink your tea 🍵.

This is what everyone is doing, so just shut up and do it.

That dude is freaking weird, don't talk to it.

Do you have depression?

Go see a therapist.

But I am totally freaked out of death, aren't you all worry we are all going to die in the end? Why are we making more humans if you are also freaked out?

Everyone is doing it, so it must be the nature. Just accept the nature!

There's nothing you can do, why worry? Here have a cup of tea.

Because I like tea and hope others can drink tea.

Making humans are fun and they are adorable, so I make them. I am born to make them, they give me purpose.

Well now you say it, I'm kinda afraid now, thanks dude....

Do you have depression?

Go see a therapist.

And then nothing changed, the cycle of life and death continues.

This is the story to all the Z9889 out there. You are not alone. You are not crazy. You are not having depression. You are awake.

Tried to post this before, but it was removed for cursing (sorry mods!!!) edited now!

I don’t know how to get through this..

For backstory, I (31f) have been terrified of the idea of death since I was a small child. I remember my first panic attack over this was when I was around 8 years old, and I was just thinking about the fact that my Grandfather on my moms side passed away before I got to know him (I was 1 when he had passed). I was just so upset that he died and he would never know me, the me I was at 8… and since then it’s gotten worse. I started becoming afraid just to leave my loved ones in case they died, and I would never be able to be with them again… and that ate me alive.

I fear that everyone around me will die. I can’t think about it too deeply when family or friends are driving or in an airplane because I will convince myself they will die.

Within the last 15 years or so this has only gotten worse AND the thought of the inevitable nothingness and uncertainty of it all causes me to have literal existential crises. I cannot think about the fact that after this I will just never exist. My entire life will be done. I will never see my loved ones again. EVER.

And then thinking about the fact that one day the universe will cease to exist is TERRIFYING to me. Just the thought that there will be nothing is the scariest thought in the world to me.

I hate that I feel like nothing will ever get better for me in terms of having these fears, and then in turn these breakdowns. I can’t describe the weight I feel on my chest and the dread I feel when these thoughts begin and my mind goes racing.

I feel so defeated.

sometimes i just wish i wasn’t so afraid of death, honestly. my life has not been that great so far. with drugs, alc, homelessness, and the lack of family (alive) and family support. i feel completely dependent on people that i barely even know. and i feel horrible. i’m disabled and suffer from multiple mental illnesses. i just wish i could offer something beyond the casual folding of clothes or something nice to them. i wish i wasn’t so incredibly afraid of death so i could just end it. it would be less work for everyone. and myself. if you read this i hope you’re doing better than me. i love you.

We are all built different and each of us have different personality. However, the overthinkers like us are not meant to live in this world.

So we should change our personality when confronting this life and death issue.

What I do is I will imagine someone that definitely do not have this issue. Maybe some toughest man in the world working in a farm dealing with livestocks every day and is just tough. And when my intrusive thoughts come in, I immediately switch my personality. Telling myself,

Are you dead yet? No? Good! Don't be a coward and just live your <curse word> life! When you are dying? Well you are going to accept it! You are a <curse word> tough male(or female or any gender) and you are going to take it however it comes. Cause you are <curse word> tough!

And that's it! You switch your personality and become someone else, someone that simply enjoys there life. Cause they are, and you become them.

Hello everyone.

My name is Catarina, I am from Portugal studying in Denmark, and I’m a Master’s student in Graphic Design working on a deeply personal project that means a lot to me. My thesis focuses on Thanatophobia and explores how thoughtful design can be used to create a meaningful tool that could help improve the lives of those who struggle with it. With my graphic design background, I aim to combine my visual communication world with input from therapists, psychologists, and anyone who suffers from Thanatophobia at any level to develop something that truly resonates with and supports those affected.

As someone who also has experienced Thanatophobia since they were little, I understand how overwhelming and isolating it can feel at times. This is why I want to approach this project with the utmost empathy and care, ensuring it reflects the real experiences and needs of those affected.

I’m reaching out to see if anyone here might feel comfortable and safe sharing their story or insights with me so that, with your help and experiences, I can do my best to craft a solution. Whether it’s a conversation, a reflection, or thoughts on what has helped—or could help—I would be deeply grateful for your input. My goal is to create a safe, non-judgmental space for anyone willing to talk and ensure this project remains centered on helping people in the most meaningful way possible.

If you’re interested, please feel free to message me privately. Thank you so much for considering this, and for being part of such an open and supportive community.

Take care,

Catarina 

A certain amount of anxiety about death is perfectly natural, of course, but for me it's overwhelming, and its impacting my ability to live.

Since I was a child, I had frequent panic attacks about death. Now, many days the anxiety is paralyzing - I can barely get out of bed, or focus on any of my daily tasks. Just thinking about death, trying the imagine the sensation of not feeling anything at all, is enough to send me into heart palpitations. This fear is self-reinforcing; when I think about the time I've already wasted worrying it sends me into a panic.

My anti-anxiety prescription can help me manage the worst of my physical symptoms, and on my therapist's suggestion I'm exercising every day, but the fear is always there, ever-present and unchanging.

I was raised an atheist, and this is something I've always been a bit jealous of religious people for. I want so badly to believe in reincarnation, or heaven, or absolutely any reassurance that death isn't the end, but sadly none of it makes any logical sense to me.

Right now, I'm 28 and in good health, but I imagine this anxiety is only going to get worse as I get older and the people I love actually begin to die.

Any advice for coping would be appreciated. I'm not expecting some magic mantra that will make me okay with dying overnight, but I just want to be able to enjoy the one life I have. If you have any advice or perspective, I'm begging you to share it now.

Ever wish you could experience death and then be brought back? Sometimes I feel like that, but I know there's probably no safe way to do such a thing. Kind of like Ayahuasca, dangerous drugs that may warp your mind.

I guess I took a little solace in Ghost Whisperer. (Really you should only watch up to season 2.) How comforting that fantasy is.

Anyway, in the meantime I guess I will try not to think about it. Unless I encounter some answers or something. To me, I can't stand the thought of there being oblivion. I miss the magic feeling of wonder, it's been replaced by sickening dread.

I feel the need to face it head on, which is different from before when I was too scared to even want to hear about it.

I guess a bit of exposure through research, not just comforting shows like Ghost Whisperer, made me feel a tiny bit better.

Also having an action plan for staying healthy and pursuing goals is helpful.

Why does everyone on Reddit just act like it’s no big deal. Even some people on this subreddit kind of act the same way. They always say things like “I personally can’t wait to be sucked into the void” “I’m sick of this life if I died right now I’d be at peace with it” when u know if that actually were the case they would be freaking out and praying to god if they were aware they were dying. “I can’t do anything about it so why spend my life worrying about things I can’t control” I hate that phrase it doesn’t help at all. Why can’t people just accept that death is terrifying and it sucks. It’s all I think about and I’m so scared and it doesn’t seem real that it could happen and I just want to be alive and aware forever even if I am in pain.

Basically what it says in the title; what kind of experiences, sensory cues, etc. would reliably trigger your thanatophobia, with the goal of then therapeutically reducing or even eliminating it?

Now, I have death anxiety, and it's recently evolved into aperiophobia. I don't know how to get over it.

If someone were to tell me, "You'll only be dead for a billion years or so, but you'd eventually come back" I'd be totally okay with dying. It'd just be like sleep, that billion years would pass in the blink of an eye.

But the fact that I will never see anything ever again hurts. One day I'll never draw again, one day I'll never hug my cat again, one day I'll never kiss my mom again, one day I'll never open my eyes again... It bugs me. It sends me into panic every time. I know I shouldn't be worried about this, but I just cannot come to terms with it.

Or perhaps you could tell me "Death is just never ending peace", I'd be pretty fine with that too. But it isn't "peace", it's just nothing. I won't feel pain or anything but I won't feel peace either.

I'm only 16 but this realization has taken control of my life. I'm never excited for anything anymore, and I view life as meaningless because some day I will never ever be able to do anything again. I can't even start a new show without thinking about it.

I know people will say "That's why you should make the most of your short life" but that never helps. 70 or so years (if I even make it that far) just doesn't make up for the infinite amount of time I'll be gone.

I'm agnostic, but usually I lean towards "eternal nothingness" as the most possible ending. It gets me so scared, I can barely breathe.

22 M here. Recently started having these huge paranoia waves of dying right before I go to sleep, very rarely during the day, im not sure why it has a schedule but it does, and its ruining me. I end up trying to stay awake for hours and hours as I feel my conciousness fading out forcibly, trying to savour each and every microsecond of being concious and with thought.

My fear sprouts not from what happens after I die or how I die or what happens to everyone else after I die. It sprouts from the fact that I lose my precious conciousness, me being concious cherishes the fact that I, my conciousness, is currently in this moment existing and experiencing and thinking. I am terrified beyond any reasonable meaning of losing the fact that I am me right now right this second. I would do anything for the existence of my current conciousness to go on for an infinite amount of time.

Recently my fears led me down a peculiar path, for some odd reason my brain keeps reminding me about GRBs (Gamma ray bursts) that in close enough range ~200 light years, if we're targeted by one, everyone and everything would be instantly vaporized. Like come on universe, I just want to live in peace, and be happy for what I have but I feel my brain constantly punching itself with these reminders and opening the anxiety floodgates non stop over this, im sick and tired of it, its genuinely eating away at my sanity.

This fear has led me down researching into longevity/life extension research, religion, and other weird avenues. It's genuinely controlling my life and the cherry on top is that NO ONE ELSE SEEMS TO CARE. I seriously envy people who's brains properly shield them from these existential thoughts and fears but it makes me feel like a weird outcast in this situation, I know im not though thats why Im here :)

If anyone else feels the same way please please please reach out, I would love nothing more than to talk about this with people that understand what this feels like.

I’m 16 and the thought of dying never really bothered me before a few months ago as I always thought we would go to some sort of afterlife(I’m Christian kind). Anyways after thinking more about this, I realized that the most logical/likely thing that would happen after we die is nothing. Coming to this conclusion has pretty much led me to a downward spiral.

I just can’t cope with the idea of not existing anymore. The thought of never seeing anyone I love again, the idea that my parents won’t be anything but a memory anymore, the realization that I’m growing up and the sudden consciousness of how quickly time is passing by is all just too much. I can’t do anything without thinking “what’s the point in all of this if it all leads to nothing?” But I also can’t sleep at night because I’m too scared I’ll never see another day. I don’t know what to do.. I’ve tried talking to other people and it helps me forget about all my fears and anxiety but then the next day comes and all of a sudden I’m crying in my room again.

I just feel like no one understands this, everyone always tries to comfort me with things like “isn’t it better to become nothing? Wouldn’t you rather prefer eternal peace”, “you weren’t bothered with it before so why are you now?” Or “We’re forms of energy so technically we’ll never truly be gone!” But one, that’s the point I don’t want to be eternally nothing, it’s not really peace if you just don’t exist. Two those two aren’t really comparable as I didn’t know what living was until now. I didn’t have people I care and love and I didn’t experience things. And three even if I’m made of “energy” that energy isn’t me, I can’t hug, talk or feel anything as energy.

I know that it’s inevitable and as I get older I’ll probably be more ok with it, even accepting. But I’m not right now and no matter how much I try not to think about it, the thought is always in the back of my mind lingering.

so theres been a huge fire in my home country and more than 70 people died in the fire and for the past 2-3 days the news just keep talking abt it and i told my family to close it but they dont and when I open insta/twitter i keep getting flooded with people in my old schools who died and all of my friends posting abt the students that died in the fire in their own schools and seeing them all is triggering my thanatophobia to the limit i believe that there is more out there but still it messes me up idk what to do

An analogy i thought of to counter the "death is the same as before you were born" argument. Apologies if this doesn't make sense.

Imagine you go to a casino

When you enter you have $0 (you don't exist)

Two people come up to you and each hand you $1 (your parents conceive you)

With the $2 you now have, you start to gamble and earn winnings (you start growing and learning)

As the night continues you start earning more and more money exponentially (You progress through your developmental years)

As it gets later into the night however, you start losing small amounts of money (you start aging)

Further into the night you're only losing more and more (your health starts declining)

By the end of the night you've lost everything and are back to $0 (You're dead)

While the start and end result are the same, you entered having nothing, but left losing everything. What sounds worse?

Wouldn’t it be easier?

Living life following moral principles and being rewarded for it with living a good and happy life in heaven.

Not having to debase it with scientific knowledge, just fully believing in the notion of a spiritual plane of existence.

Although religion was created to help people stay within the constraints of being a virtuous person, I believe it can also be seen as a way for people to not think about the afterlife as a terrifying slumber of nothingness and help those of us with this phobia to blind ourselves.

Can I at least get a TV in my sleep? 😴

It is a terrifying contradiction that I have struggled with intermittently since my early 20s and I am now 31. This past year I have been plagued multiple times a week if not daily of these feelings of panic, fear, hopelessness, sadness and just grief over the death of my loved ones and pets and myself.

It is at the point where I feel like everything about life is so frivolous and hopeless that I just wish I was able to let go of my fear long enough to actually remove myself from this existence.

It is fear of death and guilt at hurting my loved ones if I took such ana cation that stops me. I just feel the only way to deal with my fear is to just "face it" and take matters into my own hands. The uncertainty of everything is enough to paralyze me with grief that is not yet "real". I go to bed every night looking at my dogs and thinking "is this it when will it be our last night snuggling in bed together". Every day it's "is today the day I get the call about my parents or siblings" "is this the day I discover I have cancer."

This is very much a passive SI since I have no plans. But my god it is so overwhelming and so just without solution? How do you all manage? what can I do?

How to I live in a world that will bring me such pain and heartbreak and just be for nothing? How do I find the will to move forward? Is this really all it is?

I am unable to sleep and at a loss.

This is not the first time I have extreme panic from this (I have been having short episodes that last less than a day for several years), but just one hour into the year, it hit me, the same as always…

But it never went away. I have been living in agony. At school, I feel a little better, but as soon as school ends, I lose my mind.

I have so much to look forward to this year, but even my biggest dream ever has lost its value to me (which breaks my heart).

I have started questioning what reality even is.

Please give me support. Before I lose my everything.

Please don’t make me think about it too much 😭

So I wanna start this off by saying I've been afraid to die for as long as I can remember. My hearts been racing all night, I'm nonstop scared. I barely get any sleep these days. I don't eat food or dri k water much. Death is so insanely scary that alot of the aspects of my life are being affected and I just need some help. If anyone can help me please don't hesitate to dm me so I can have someone to talk to please

I have really, really bad death anxiety. It’s always about others though, not my own death. I just get super anxious about my loved ones dying suddenly - or not even suddenly, just them dying at all. I try to calm myself, and loved ones do too, they tell me that there’s plenty of time, many, many years. And I want to believe them. I do believe them to an extent, but my brain keeps telling me that they’ll be gone and then I have nothing left, I’m so scared of this. Someone please tell me what to do when I’m in such a state of death anxiety… are there any techniques? Anything that helps you? Please help 🥲

Recently my young aunt of 40 year old died suddenly and It just came back with greater intensity even tho i have always struggled with concept of life and death since childhood(I am in my 20s now).Idk how people are positive but we all are slowly marching towards death.Everyone says life is only meaningful because our time is limited so we want to make best out of it and death is necessary but its not how my mind processes it.Life feels like non meaningful trap you cant escape cuz you are just gonna die in end. And not knowing what happens after death is scary.What if there is no hell or heaven.What if we just disappear and go nowhere.That is so scary to think.It keeps my depression alive.The fact that everyone is gonna die including you.Everything you love and you yourself.We all will disappear into nothing.

I've tried talking with my phycologist about this. I'm scared of dying because I don't know what comes after you die, but in the moment she just said "Oh, you're no longer a teenager who thinks you're immortal!", I had to explain that, I've felt this way since I was a little kid! One of my few childhood memories is crying because I was afraid of dying and my grandmother had to calm me down, mind you, nothing had happened to me that day or before that, I was a healthy kid with 0 near death encounters. Since then, EVERY SINGLE night I have a panic/anxiety attack related to death, my brain will go "Bro, whatever you do, it ends with you dying ¯_(ツ)_/¯" and I'm just SO scared that after that it's just... Nothing. I'm legit praying that some religion got it right and there's and afterlife. But then my brain thinks "What if Plato or the You are an Egg people are right, and this is just a small life lived within a bigger, all knowing being?" Call me selfish, but I don't want to stop being me after everything is said and done. My psychologist told me, "Well, isn't it better that we go back to nothing? You won't even notice" And I was like "That's the problem!!!" And idk, maybe ghost ARE a thing and you can hang around for eternity, but is eternity just until the last human being dies or are all ghost going to witness the heat death of the whole universe?!

I'm sorry about the rant, I think I just needed to put this on words, see if someone out there feels the same and has a workaround. I can't find a way to bring this up with my friends or family, I've tried but it's always "Well sorry bro, idk" or "Don't worry, we'll make sure to live long and happy lives!" But I can't live and already be mourning my own death and the death of those around me.

A while back I was struggling horribly with my mental health and topics like thanotophobia lingered in my head. I also got really suicidal oddly enough but decided to take a chance and flipped a coin. The coin sealed my fate and I took my sad ass to the hospital. I stayed there for 10 days and met some amazing people. My attitude towards life just flipped. I decided actually to live my life now and I haven't looked back since. I cut off some family members and have just been going. I am unfortunately homeless at the moment, bouncing couch to couch but I won't let it stop me. I am finally happy I have been dating this really awesome person I know as my gf for 5 months now and I go back to university in Aug. But don't be like me and take a chance with a coin just seek help. Thanatophobia haunted me endlessly it was all I could think about. We all need help somewhere, and sometimes you have to go for it. PLEASE GET THE HELP YOU DESERVE!!!

SPOILER ALERT:

It's a movie on Netflix where a handful of people warns about a comet hitting earth, and are super stressed about it. While most people pretending it's fake and still chill in their life ignoring the big comet. We all are those stressed people lol.

(Before I start I want to say that I am catholic but I will be assuming the possibility that I could be wrong in my belief for this post)

To be honest everything has no real meaning, like if we are all just going to die and stay dead forever, why should I care about society like laws or anything at all,

Why should I care to follow laws or moral ethics, what stops me from abusing my kids, killing my dog, or even cutting off a baby’s limbs if when that baby dies, it won’t know anything that happend to it in life.

Obviously that is not something I would not do, but what is really stoping me , the truth is, nothing is stopping me.

If life was forever I would think it actually matters because that would be our reality, but it’s not, so life isn’t even our reality, our true reality is nothing , just nothing , because that nothing is actually forever and we will be in that nothingness forever.

Honestly I don’t think 90 years of life is a fair trade for an eternity of death.

All the people we love and care about, all the music and tastes we have, our feelings, it does not matter at all.

I sometimes wonder why companies like apple and tesla and all the big ones always invest billions of dollars into their new products, but why not invest in finding a way to not die or at least extend life by 50 years, The iPhones they sell need people to be alive to be used, and why do people use them? Because they need them, why?, because they text and work and play games, why? Because they are alive.

If we all like being alive why don’t we all join together and make a way to live longer , even the CEOs should care, they love their money , but guess what, you can’t use it ever if you die.

Even you guys answering don’t matter, it’s the same thing if you reply or not, we are all gonna die, why should anyone bother to answer if it doesn’t matter at all.

so i went to therapy, and in my second session my therapist told that i have depression and a severe anxiety, then she asked me if i want to kill myself or if i had thought about it, then i told her that yes, but i was afraid of dying and death and many of my panic attacks are because of that, then she says: "yeah but that's temporary" and we talked about other things but i felt like she totally skipped that thing and i felt bad and sad at the same time. i really dont know what to say to her so she can help me

Is there any explanation to why some people see demons/flames while on their deathbed?

Lately, I’ve been having terrible anxiety about Hell and have zero peace of mind, as I find conflicting answers everywhere. I’m talking about feeling scared and thinking about it from the time I wake up, to the time I go to bed and I haven’t been sleeping good at all because of it. I am not a Christian, but I have fallen down the rabbit hole of what they believe.

I have read some things about people on their deathbeds seeing demons, feeling fire and screaming things like "Please don’t let them take me!" And "It's so hot! The fire is so hot!" Until they die and this has left me terrified of death, to the point where I can't even focus on enjoying life.

These were just random comments on a video of a hospice nurse talking about deathbed visions that were positive. The hospice nurse was saying that she never saw people screaming about Hell, but people in the comments were talking about experiences that they've witnessed and that she was wrong to tell people that this never happens.

These comments were actually under a Hospice Julie video, but I've read similar comments under YouTube videos and even here on reddit.

Normally, I would think that people were having these experiences because they believe that they would. But I’ve read NDE stories and deathbed stories about people seeing things/beings that didn’t line up with their religion or beliefs at all, so it’s kinda hard to deny that Hell exists when there are stories and evidence like that out there and it brings me so much anxiety about death and what would even qualify as bad enough to go to Hell.

My brain just keeps telling me that things like spirits of loved ones giving messages through mediums or positive NDEs, or anything positive about the other side that isn’t Biblical, is all just deception/illusions from the enemy, because of what Christians say.. Is there any explanation as to why this happens besides it being their beliefs? Because There’s some evidence out there from what I’ve read and belief doesn’t always play a part in things like these..

Hey. I’ve been struggling with these feelings for at least a year now. Obsessive thoughts every day. Thoughts telling me the worst possible scenario will happen to my loved ones, and sometimes even me. That they or I will die soon and I will be stuck with that enormous sense of grief. I know I won’t be able to cope if something like that were to happen. When those thoughts come up I can feel the phantom grief in my body, ie. stomach drops, chest tightens and I can’t breathe, crying and crying, my anxiety manifests with skin picking too. I find myself doing that a lot. I know death is a part of life. I know that everyone will die one day. But the fact that it could be any moment terrifies me. I saw this quote that was something like „there is a ticking time clock with everyone in your life“ that freaked me the hell out and I can’t stop thinking about it. Medically, my loved ones are okay. But freak accidents and unexplained deaths happen all the time. I’m afraid it will happen in my life. Sometimes I feel that me dying first could be better so I wouldn’t have to live with the grief of other people dying first. I don’t know how to make the thoughts go away. I’ve been on all sorts of medications before. All have caused unwanted side effects and I am hesitant to try another. I’ve tried distractions but that only works for a couple minutes. I’ve tried therapy for years with different therapists which has not helped. I feel so lost and scared. I don’t want these thoughts to plague me for the rest of my life. How do I get them to stop! Or even be quiet and let me have peaceful thoughts for a day. I can’t get rid of these thoughts. I’ve been having panic attacks randomly in my car, at the gym, at home, when I’m alone somewhere. It’s horrible. Please advise.