Is this "crazy"?

I'm not sure how frequently others experience this, but it occasionally happens to me too.

I'm pretty sure it's normal.

Not sure if it's normal or not?

This is so interesting because I wrote a short story based on this exact premise, that the main character was obsessed with how he could be killed in every situation. It's funny to hear someone talk about it as their reality! Overall I wouldn't worry about it though—brains do a lot of weird things, and most of them can be considered "normal".

I'm not sure if it's normal or not. I have something similar. Every now and then, an image will pop into my head that I absolutely do NOT want there and no matter what I do, I can't make it go away because I'm so fear-stricken by it. This may involve my death, the death of another, or just terrible, uncomfortable images, just someone chewing on razor blades. I've always wondered what's the matter with me. As I've gotten older, though, it doesn't happen as frequently. Considering I'm only 21, you can imagine how terrifying that stuff was at a young age.

I really don't know if it is normal, but it happens to me all the time! Also, anytime I see a garbage bag on the side of the road, I get mental images of finding a baby inside. It creeps me out.

I don't know if it's normal but it's happened to me. I'm a morbid person so I'm not surprised and I'm sure everyone has even if only after seeing a car accident by the side of the road or hearing about someone getting murdered on the news.

Wow! First I want to say: I hate that you're going through this. It's scary. Second: I have VERY similar things happen! I can't say if it is normal or not because mine started after I... *cringe* was... raped. It was absolutely nightmarish. I would suddenly have a picture of him being in my bedroom, hiding and it's especially bad when I go to the bathroom at night. The shower is directly in front of the toilet and I ALWAYS snatch open the curtain before sitting. Once there was a while where I just KNEW he was in my car, could picture him hiding in there. No idea why these particular places. So I started sleeping with a scalpel in a compact under my pillow. I know that sounds creepy, but it made me feel better. I never told anyone about that, but my partner heard it rattle once and flipped when he saw it (thinking I was using it to harm my own self!) Lol. I still have the scalpels, but don't feel the need to sleep with them after 5 years, but I do keep my pepper spray on my bed when I'm home alone during the day sleeping after working a long night.

I do kind of relate, I guess. Are yours flashbacks? Did something happen to you? Things like rape, robbery, the like can cause these things.

It has been 5 years since my little "experience" and those images have stopped a lot since I started working on the problems I was going through from it, but they come and go, especially when I see him out or even when I've NOT seen him out in a very long time because I worry if I suddenly don't see him out for a year, he's got a plan. He lives (or I know he used to) on the same mountain as me. YIKES!

Besides that, I've only had one other thing happen like this and it's bad. I suddenly picture- so clearly, just like with the rapist- someone very close, always the same person, holding a gun to one of the babies in my fam. It's scary as HELL!

I can imagine it's scary for you. When I would have these freak things show up my partner learned when I was thinking about it. We have this look we exchange when the rapist is EVER spoken about so we are familiar with each other looks when it comes to that. Telling him what I picture has been a huge relief for me. Took me a very long time to tell him because I truly thought that I was crazy for the 1st year of going through it. I told him and he's been there ever since. I think talking about it in detail helps the most. It may not be what works for you and probably depends on what triggers these images. I never got professional help. I considered it strongly at first, but things were going very well with the help of my partner so I didn't. It may be something that you would find comforting though.

Best of luck to you.

I hate this. It happens to me all the time. I live in a bordering city and have to cross a bridge daily to get to my kiddo. After the 35W bridge collapsed in MN (where I live, although I don't live in Minneapolis where it happened) I'm really skeptical of the bridges we have. I live near the largest lake in Minnesota and I'm always wondering what I will do if it collapses and I'm on it.

I also worry about car accidents (even though I've never been in one where I was driving), being shot (I don't live in a crime-filled city, but the fear remains), fires, tornadoes and floods.

I've never lived through any sort of real disaster, so I guess it's not normal for me to worry about these things, but I do.

Boy, I hope I don't sound like a hypochondriac or like I spend my days worrying, I don't. They're just passing thoughts, mostly.

I do that too. My shrink used to put me on drugs for it. But it got worse so meh.

I have this sometimes. Usually the worse my depression and anxiety are, the more I have it. I used to get images of people jumping off the skyscrapers when I drove downtown. My counselor at the time said it was because I have a creative mind and my depression makes me focus on negative things.

Its normal... your preventing your self from death... and also have a creative mind... go you yay

I don't have this but I get sudden urges to, say, put my hand against the side of a subway car that is coming in or go down the wrong way on a one way street. But I guess for me it's more of a being told not to do something rebellious urge maybe, although they're pretty much all bad things that would kill or maim me.

Anyway, I think you're normal.

This happens a lot with me, not just death scenarios, but dismemberment and general harm. I'll think about warming electronics' batteries exploding and hurting me, and I'll have to put them down and get away from them. I'll think about ways household objects could accidentally harm me. And I also imagine things like rings getting smashed into my fingers and I'll have to take them off. I don't think I'm crazy because of it, although it is a possibility given my family history.

I've experienced this with some frequency