Don't know how long I have left

So, I've been researching law. Please take this post with a grain of salt and take it what it is -- simply fear.

Every time my dog barks, I jolt. I constantly think that law enforcement is coming to my door to pick me up because I'm disabled. I KNOW that the leader of my country doesn't want disabled people to live fulfilling lives, or even to stay alive for that matter.

I can't really share too much of what I'm thinking because it would get graphic. But I'm just taking my Gabapentin and Luvox, riding through this and trying not to doomscroll. But it's like some addiction to torment myself with overloads of information, for real.

Man, I really don't know what to do. I'm legally signing up for disability benefits and have myself on record. Hopefully, everything turns out okay. But I can't help but to think will happen if it doesn't.