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I've been an excessive worrier from a very early age. I remember having to call my mother several times in the middle of the night because I was thinking about death and got scared. A few years later, when she turned 37 (I wasn't even 10 yet), I spent the day crying because I thought she was old and very close to dying. At 18 I had what I think was a panic attack, I can't know for sure because I've never seen a doctor about this. I have always relied on my significant others to share my anxieties and now I've found myself alone for the first time in my life. My family doesn't share things, there are several cases of diagnosed depression but no one talks about the subject. I think that because of this, asking for help and sharing what is really going on is hard for me. I don't want to feel like a burden. A lot of times I pick up the phone to ask a friend for help when I'm having a very bad day, but I stop myself. I'm at this stage in my life where it feels like I can't talk to anyone and I'm completely alone.