Modern life causes me anxiety. I have a good diet, I exercise, I have managed to routinely sleep well, but I cannot remember a time in my life when I wasn't anxious. I always thought I was just high-strung. I am not bipolar because I don't have huge mood swings. The psychiatrist refused to give me a diagnosis.

Hell, I think I will just switch from valerian to passionflower...and keep some Guinness Stout on hand because I think that might be better than Benadry or that other one.

I doubt I will ever get to the bottom of my anxiety. It's probably along the lines of existential angst.