As I was outside with my dog in the middle of the day today I saw this guy who lives across from our cul-de-sac, sitting in the shade. I see him pretty often. He's an older guy, a vet I think, so he has flexible work hours or something. But I got really anxious wondering what he might be thinking. I wonder constantly what the people in my neighborhood think of me. Do they all know I'm unemployed? Do they think I'm just a useless bum? Or do I stand out like that kid down the street who has an intellectual disability?

So that train of thought ramped up the anxiety for me. Just have to calm down...