The thought of the weekend ending and starting a new week always puts a knot in my throat. It has since i was a child in school. I have to deal with all my thoughts while trying to play cool at work now and look collected - really my brain is spinning about personal things as I try and make it through the day...so then I catch up to myself and start stressing about work and when the week will be over. Then I stress about the weekend and having time to fill and will I get things done at home or not. Will i have plans to keep me busy?I only take Xanax if it gets really bad and it doesn't help all that much.
It sounds ridiculous. I have a good life. Why do I have to keep reminding myself constantly so I can rid myself of anxiety to enjoy it?