When I was a kid I used to think about it as my superpowers. I thought the tickling in my body was to warn me about danger in the dark, under my bed, in the basement and in my closet. Now I know that there is no danger I have to fear, but my body won't stop alarming me. It won't stop leaving me in fear, it won't stop from panicking. My constant fear of death is slowly killing me. It got so intense that I'm afraid of my fears. The fact that I'm afraid to die kills me.