I am wondering if part of my depression is causing my wierd fears. I was laying in my mom's bed taking a nap and as I was falling asleep I thought you need to get up and move to the couch because it's on solid ground. What if the house collapses and the floor falls out from under me? I was in the bathroom which is on the same part of the house I thought I'm so fat that the floor is going to give way and they will find me with my pants down.

Why is this happening to me? I hate feeling this way and am almost to the point that I just want to give up.

Jbug