Actually, I think anxiety is white...

Does anyone else see it as that?

White, and sort of like static electricity...

Today, at work:

I point out to the boss a useful report I ran the previous day. The boss later mentions that, due to factor X, we now have to run the report in a slightly different way. Or rather, if I'd been paying full attention to each item on the report (about 20), I would have been able to see that I'd handled it incorrectly.

No big deal.

So why did I instantly become judge, jury and executioner (against myself, of course)?

Perhaps half an hour later, I was able to recover, and back myself up a little.

That's something, and I'm grateful for it.

It's frustrating, though, as this was in a fairly relaxed atmosphere with a boss who was being OK.

It ruins my day!