I want a good life

Like everyone else on Earth, I want to have a good, long life. I have dreams and goals that I want to achieve and things I want to see. Of course there are no absolute guarantees in life, but I do hope that the waves of favor go my way. Life has so much to offer each and every one of us, and I want to experience that as much as I can. When my final day in this life comes to an end, I want to be able to look back on my life and smile at all that I’ve been able to do.

But there’s a part of me that fears that I won’t be able to have that life. I fear that my number will be called long before I’m able to do all that I want. Maybe there will be some freak accident where I’m thrown from a plane and plummet thousands of feet to my death. Or maybe I’ll get a terrible disease and be bedridden for the rest of my life. My anxiety causes me to ponder these situations and more, and by doing that I am taken out of the present and trapped in my mind. It becomes an inescapable cycle that leaves me spiraling. I try my best to get a grip on myself and my surroundings, but it feelings impossible. I’m a prisoner in my body with no escape in sight. It feels like I’m dying. It feels like hell. 
Contrary to popular belief, I hate when my mind does this. I hate being taken out of my life and put on an anxiety spiral. I hate feeling like I’ve already been given a death sentence before there’s really any evidence to back it up. I want to enjoy life without fearing it, but I just can’t seem to get there. I know that I need help. But where am I going to get it?
I can’t really say that my future holds, but I can determine how I respond to it. Even though I have tons of anxious and unpleasant feelings, that doesn’t mean that I have to let them control my life. They are a condition and not a definition for my life. I know that I can’t completely rid myself of anxiety and its effects, but I won’t let it keep me from living a good life. I only have one chance at lie, and I don’t want to live it in constant fear. That’s no way to live at all. But how do I change my situation? I honestly don’t know. 
And that’s the scariest part of all. 


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