I worry about pretty much everything and the only escape will be my death

I still and will always doubt myself.

My sources of anxiety currently are other people, the future, new situations, my surroundings, and probabilities. And maybe a few more things or something.

I wish I were dead.

I always doubt myself until I set out and do whatever I was doubting myself about, then I find out it is actually easier than I thought and I had been doubting myself for nothing. The internet is a big contributor to this problem because I swear there's always someone out there making lies about how hard or how horrible something is and then you find out they were lying.

I'm constantly doubting my choices for the future. It gives me great anxiety, but I think it makes me feel more human.

>>12571
how idealistic

>What was it that happened that made you stop constantly doubting yourself?
I think it was my life, at one point, becoming far more fucked up than even my own self-doubts and fears could have possibly predicted. I mean, I came out of that, but now most of the obsessing I used to do about shit seems absolutely irrelevant. As a happy bi-product of this, I am much less stressed out.

>Or do you still do?
Well, everybody does, but I think I give less of a shit now. I'm actually proud of myself for not throwing the whole towel in years ago. Every day, about an hour or two after I wake up I realize that I am here, drinking my coffee, or posting on an imageboard, or studying, or whatever mundane shit I'm in the middle of, and not laying on a mattress in the middle of a room, shooting drugs into my penis and neck and legs or worse.

I give myself a little pat on the back, there. Good job.

Post edited on 14th Nov 2012, 10:18pm

I worry about everything and I'm suspicious of everyone, including myself. In my mind, if there's a chance that something will go wrong, then it will go wrong. Sometimes I don't care, other times I literally can't breathe because of the anxiety.