Health Anxiety is a mental prison
So I’ve always had GAD - like since birth. However, when my mom got sick and I watched the progression of her illness, the generalized aspect began to get more focused on health. Then, after she passed away 1.5 years ago (which I witnessed and have severe PTSD from due to several things being missed and neglected ultimately resulting in her earlier departure), my anxiety has been completely centered around my health, my kids, and my husband and it is totally and utterly out of control. Not one day goes by where I don’t convince myself or hyperfixate on something health related. My son bonked his head earlier and was making sounds in his sleep - so naturally, I of course spiraled. I am a freaking therapist myself and in treatment for all of this but the cycle is vicious and it’s a terrible spot to be in. It feels never-ending. I’m not sure if any of you can relate but 50% of the time I’m crying because I’ve convinced myself something ominous is happening to me, my kids (terrified to leave them - they are a toddler and a baby), or my husband. The OTHER 50% is me crying over this mental illness!! I just feel so distraught by my own brain and depressed that THIS is how i live? Psychologically, it is a beast. And even when trying to rationalize with logic, you can only go so far right - because life and health ARE unpredictable. Anything could happen at anytime and I don’t know it’s just awful