kherrmann3 wrote: Wow! That is totally like me! I am terrified of being home alone (mostly at night). That's why Will and I adopted zebra finches. I needed "white noise" around the apartment during the day while Will was gone. I am afraid of "the dark" too. I am more afraid of shadows at night. I am always afraid that something dark is at the end of the hallway and it wants to get me. I have to turn lights on when I walk somewhere in the apartment. I panic when I walk (run) across the hallway to get back to the bedroom from the bathroom. I always feel something is on my heels. I have ADHD, too, which doesn't help. I have high-anxiety because of the things that I make up in my mind
I hope that doesn't make me sound too crazy. BUT, I know how you feel :hug:
You know, it's getting to be a little eerie, how many things you and I have in common!
I also turn on lights wherever I go though the house at night. I used to be afraid of "something" in the dark, now I'm mostly afraid of "someone." I don't even watch scary movies much, so I don't know how my brain has invented all of this. When I lie in bed and look out the door at night, at some point the shadows start to move and I have to lie there motionless. If I lie on my left ear, I can hear really strange things, water running in the kitchen, footsteps, sometimes talking. I know none of it's real, but I swear I can hear it!!!!! (It's not that bad if I lie on my other side.) I put the air purifier in the bedroom for the white noise, but then I get paranoid about what might be happening that I can't hear because of the white noise. (Now I'm the crazy one!)
Also, the nightmares......just awful. Lots of dreams about cats (wild and domestic) trying to kill me, other times it's people chasing me, etc. Last night, I dreamt my husband and I had a petty fight inside a Burger King in a bad neighborhood, so I went to wait in the car, and then a group of people robbed the Burger King and killed everyone inside. :shock:
Sometimes, too, I have random horrible images in my head, like if I came home and someone had broken in and tortured the bunnies. Just flashes of horribleness, out of nowhere. I don't know why my brain does this to me.
I have never been checked for ADHD, but I know I have some Obsessive-Compulsive behavior. I can't leave the house in the morning if I don't check to make sure the burners on the stove are turned off. Stuff like that.
But, yeah. I am really thinking I should try some anti-anxiety something.