Venting (mentions of anxiety and the possibly of being hospitalized)
I don’t know how to best explain everything. It’s a lot. And if the mentions are heavy or difficult topics to then please free to skip this post. You shouldn’t put yourself in a position to feel bad.
Anyways, so I sort of developed a bit of a fear. And the fear is swallowing food and liquids. I know, it’s stupid. Even I know it’s stupid. But my anxiety has gone out of control. And I’m afraid that if I eat or drink something it would accidentally go into my lungs. I am not sure where exactly I got this fear from. But I know several things that could be the cause of it.
- I used to watch a lot of YouTube videos of a show where it’s about lifeguards on a beach. And it’s where I learned about people accidentally getting water in their lungs from when they couldn’t swim. And that someone can die from that.
- 2 years ago, I was drinking water in the middle of the night. When the water went down the wrong way. I couldn’t breathe and I freaked out. I managed to get the water out by bending over. The water splat to the ground.
- Back in June, I hadn’t eaten much because I bit myself in my mouth and it bled. So I was hesitant to eat. But because of that, when I went to put something down onto the ground, vomit came up. And as quickly as it came, I swallowed it. For some reason my mind went to what if I went into my lungs? News flash, it didn’t.
- Recently, I drank some soda. And I tried to drink it quickly because food was at the back of my mouth. And I was afraid if I breathed then it would go into my lungs. Because I did this quickly, the Sprite kinda jumped at the back of my throat. But I drank it and more. I also had the thought of what if it went to my lungs.
So yeah. And because I haven’t been eating and I’m scared. And I’ve been refusing my favorite food. My mom wants me to be admitted into the hospital. I understand that she is also tired and very worried about me. I mean, she’s my mom. But I feel hurt too. I get what she means. I don’t do much in my life. I am terrible with hygiene and cleaning up after myself. I stay in my room all day. And yeah. Forgot to mention I’ve already lost weight from this.
I just needed to vent. I don’t think there is anything y’all can do to help me. But if you made it here, thanks for listening. And sorry if I made you feel sad and worried. Please go enjoy your day/evening. Don’t worry about me :))











