I constently find myself wondering what would happen if this person or that person died. I hate this. At least one hundred times a day, i find my self contaplating all the what ifs. What if my son died what would i do, how would i pay for everything, would i end up in the hospital again? I hate it. I dont have a want to die, thats only happened once since my son whose now 6 was born, but i still think about death so often. Then i start feeling quilty, why do i think about things like this, i dont want anyone to die, does anyone else have thoughts like this?
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