I don't know what it is about this whole COVID-19 ordeal, but it has really got me thinking about life and honestly, it's terrifying. I find myself procrastinating on if I will ever be happy with my life, even if I get everything I want; a husband, kids, a good job. What if I end up just living my life day by day until suddenly I'm 50 years old, and regretful of my life? It's terrifying and I get so overwhelmed thinking about it. I can't look ahead and find anything to look forward to, because then I find myself thinking about what comes after that. I want to travel to Europe, well eventually I'll have to come back home and then what? I want to have kids and be a mom, but eventually they'll grow up and move away. What do I do then? Everything I have in my life that I can look forward to, it ends. And that's overwhelming. How am I supposed to live my life when everything I have to look forward, will just end?
And then I think, if I was just in another...world, maybe I could be happy. As silly as it is, I find myself wondering if perhaps I lived in the Harry Potter world (shut up, don't laugh), I could find joy in something each day! How could I be unhappy in a world that is literally magic?! But then, my inner demon comes and destroys this idea as well. Because even witches and wizards meet their end. Even witches and wizards are living their lives just to die. So even my fantasy world is not safe from my own mind.
I just get so panicked and scared when I think about my life ending and me feeling regretful of how it turned out. Has anyone else become consumed by this worry since the whole pandemic thing happened? Or is it just me?