I’ve had a different experience unfortunately. I had a completely unexpected stroke nearly two years ago (I was 38 at the time). I was extraordinarily lucky and

I’ve had a different experience unfortunately. I had a completely unexpected stroke nearly two years ago (I was 38 at the time). I was extraordinarily lucky and suffered no long term effects, but for an hour and a half the entire right half of my body essentially didn’t exist. I could barely speak, and early on I was mostly just confused about what was going on. Now sleep is very difficult for me (it was before, but now it’s significantly worse; I assume because it happened while I was sleeping) and I deal with anxiety off and on. It’s almost never anxiety “about” something, just an intense experience of dread. I fret about the fragility of life way more than is healthy. I do appreciate every day that I have, but I’m constantly aware that any moment could be my last. Or, perhaps worse, that at any moment my ability to do the things I love could be taken away, leaving me unable to speak or think clearly or ride a motorcycle or snowboard or do judo. I wish I could let it go and just live my life. But it’s hard, even with therapy.