"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more." - Dumbledore

I suffer from intense anxiety. I'm not sure I've really been diagnosed, though I've been prescribed anti-anxiety meds before...to no avail. I dumped my psychiatrist a long time ago, weaned myself off of every anti-depressant and anti-anxiety med, and haven't seen a therapist in about a year. Lately I've been getting back into an incredibly anxious state of mind. I don't even want to try and stop it. It's just a part of life. Like everything else...

We are all going to die. Everyone. Everybody dies. You have no idea when it will be. Where it will be. How it will be. What will your last words be? How will you be remembered? Who will be devastated? Who will care?

I don't believe in Heaven. I don't believe in Hell as it is described in the media. I believe in ghosts...so how does that work?

I'm terrified... I obviously want to know what happens so I know what to expect. I want to be religious and believe in a happy afterlife, but I don't believe. I can't help it.

I worry about people in my life. I worry about everything. I always figured I inherited that from my mom, and maybe that's true. But I also have this insane instinct. I feel like I know too much. Oh, and I think that it's just about time for the apocalypse LOL.

...but that's just me... :)