To die is to live.
Last year I gave birth to my third child at age 30.
A few months have passed since then...
Even though I'm supposed to be happy, I think about death every day and it becomes painful.
“We're all laughing now, but someday our eternal farewell will come”
“When I die, my husband, my kids, and all my fun memories will disappear.”
“I wonder if the time will come when children will suffer with a fear of death like me”
“Why were they born even though they will die someday?”
It's always in my head, and it makes me sad when I see the innocent faces of my husband and children.
How can we continue to live positively from now on?
Originally, I had panic disorder, and since a few years ago, I went to psychosomatic medicine regularly, so when I talked about it, they couldn't even listen to me, and I was just given a large amount of medicine.
(I'm breastfeeding, so I'm not taking medicine)
Am I crazy?
Or is it just that they are unstable after giving birth?
I didn't talk to anyone, and I didn't even know what to do, so I was able to consult with them here.
