I think I have suffered so long -with fear and the pain of a broken heart and the disorders that developed from it- that physical ailments are beginning to become a problem.
I am setting up an appointment to get a stress test, bloodwork, thyroid test etc. We have to wait until the insurance blah blah it stresses me out to think about it. Until I get to see the doc, I can only use what calming tools I have in my arsenal.
This scares me, which fuels my anxiety and racing thoughts. And it's just a literal never-ending cycle, lately anyway. I'm 34 and I'm terrified that I'm going to die from a stroke or heart attack.
One of the things that scares me is the thought that one of my boys (9 years old and a soon to be 8 year old) will find my body. I don't want to even imagine......but I do, and it eats at my soul. The other thing that gets to me is all the things I'll miss out on with my family.
I've started CBT. I'm trying to let myself feel these fears and deal with them. I'm even in the process of writing letters to my family so I can have what I'd like to say in case I die suddenly. It would be on paper instead of drowning my heart and mind as regrets that may never happen.