Okay i don’t necessarily fear death itself more like, what id leave behind if i were to pass, and i guess the answer to that is , nothing [emoji52]:/...I’ve tried explaining this to my bf and I think he took it upon himself to do some research but he still doesn’t understand so I’m trying to explain in more detail :/. One day he just kept shouting “fomo??” “ fomo??” And i got annoyed because i had zero clue what he was talking about and told him to stop yelling that as if it’s a word?? But i guess, it is a thing! Just... not my thing... i guess the fear of missing out, f.o.m.o, is more about fearing friends or family or whoever are busy doing things and not including you? It seems that social media plays a role in that when seeing people’s posts and stuff... but my problem is that i believe that time is sacred, and you shouldn’t waste it because today could be your last.... but like... to the extreme.. so now i get extremely upset, even cry, when the day is even half over because i feel like i wasted my whole morning or my whole day... the idea that i could die tomorrow and i spent my last day doing nothing really bothers me. But then ill go out and do a bunch of things and ill get burned out... I don’t always sleep well because ill stay up late and wake up early because i fear ill “ miss” something.. that im not taking advantage of the time available to me:/... it only makes me more tired during the day and more upset.. I’ve been trying to get better at sleeping more even if it’s napping during the day but like... i cant shake this feeling that i need to speed things up ya know? Like i want move to a dif place asap. Or like.. get married asap... do all the things you’re “supposed” to do in your lifetime in enough time to enjoy it just in case... i guess one can call that an irrational fear but i mean is it?:/... is it so silly to want to experience these milestones in case our time here is shortened? Im constantly thinking i could get in a car wreck, or just not wake up and thats it... didnt do anything... nothing to show for my life... and it makes me depressed... i guess the only thing is that i have not done anything too destructive:/ meaning , my bf and I have been together for a few yrs so lets say we jumped ahead and got married, its not like im going out and marrying a stranger for fear of never having the experience.... still bad but .... idk.. and yes, I know exactly what triggered this fear in me, but I haven’t come to any solutions that are reassuring or comforting to stop thinking/feeling this way. As in I may be able to talk myself down during a panic attack ... but how do you comfort the thought of death?? I cant tell myself it will be okay, it wont happen, it’s silly, it cant happen to me? Thats just uncertain! how do you shake the fear of mortality? How do you enjoy each and every day when tomorrow isn’t promised?? How do you become okay with doing nothing for a day instead of working to the ground or doing stuff to constantly keep busy? How do you live without feeling like you’re missing something? An event? A place? A second in the day?:’(