Predetermined expiration date.
By LordTimber
@LordTimber (287)
United States
July 3, 2008 2:32pm CST
Ever since I was child, I've had this gut feeling that my life will end when I'm 25 years of age. I'm currently 23, and this feeling of predetermined death is becoming a fear. If this feeling is true, then I don't have much time to live. I don't think it's a phobia of any sort, it doesn't feel that way. It's as if my body knows when it will pass, and knowing that a possible death is coming, is making me worry about it. Is there any possible reason that I may feel this way? Should I go see a physchiatrist or a doctor?
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@gwoman2 (710)
• United States
3 Jul 08
Hi LordTimber,
Please know that you are not going to die at 25...are you healthy? Do you eat regularly? Do you get check ups like you should? All these are important...You are probably like my youngest daughter (18) if she gets a pimple immediately she's wanting to go to see her doctor because she fears it's cancer! Any little thing is of great worry for her...she is a hypocondriac...there is nothing wrong with her other than she just turned 18 and still is a teenager at heart!
Stop worrying yourself with these thoughts, you will be fine and always remember that when your time comes, you won't even know it...I truly believe that...We all must go sometime, imagine if we lived forever???? There wouldn't be any room on earth at all, LOL :-)
You are in the prime of your life, enjoy it LordTimber and stop needless worry.
Stay cool, stay well, and never, never stress :-)
~G~
@LordTimber (287)
• United States
3 Jul 08
Sort of healthy. A litte fat, if you ask me. LOL. No, I haven't had check-ups lately. But I do eat regularly. usually i don't worry about something, unless it's important and/or life threatening. Like the time I had my hand smashed between two 50 lbs. steel elevator doors. Not the new ones you see today, but the old ones from years ago. The big, heavy ones. I worried about losing my fingers, but the doctor said I only had smashed bones. A little operation helped heal them properly, and I was fine. But other than serious stuff, I usually don't fear little things.
And as I mentioned before, I've had this feeling since I was a little child. I will try not to worry about it, but keeping my mind off of it seems to be difficult. What if my time really will come? What if that is my fate?
