i always start thinking about how short and meaningless life is.
thinking about the vastness of space and how our existance is just a blip.
i find it really settles me down if im starting to stress about some silly bs about my job etc.
gonna try and do this more.I run through a list of everything I have to get done the next day. I have a daily planner and I look at that before I go to bed. I sort of make a "plan of attack" and say this is what I need to do in order to make sure the day is productive tomorrow.
You might want to seek therapy. I don't think about the same thing night after night, least of all Nihilism.
I have become a hypochondriac. I imagne the slightest pain i have is cancer or whatever. It's fucking stupid, i wish i didnt do it. I just cant stop convincing myself that i'm going to die which leads to me stressing out about how much me dying would stress my family out. Then i feel guilty for dying. I think there is something wrong with me.