[gnat]

If an award could be given for worrying, it would so be mine. I can get myself worked up over the tiniest little thing, it's crazy. Then give me something real and I'm blowing chunks, shaking, and I can't think straight.

My husband doesn't get how I do this to myself. He keeps telling me I need to stop. My only explanation:

Worrying works, 98% of what I worry about never happens.

A Facebook friend of mine had posted that quite some time ago, and I have clung to it. He's right. Worrying DOES work.

When I find myself stressing about the dumb stuff, I remind myself of this and can at least have a moment's reprieve with the chuckle it brings. Now I just need to find a break from the big stuff.

i can totally relate to most of the stuff you worry about not happening.

that tends to be me.. i worry about the worst possible sinario, and then find that actually, all that worrying was entirely for nothing

hugs

[unaluna]

Or they say - don't sweat the small stuff, and it's all small stuff? If everything seems like a matter of life and death - it always did to me - you may be dealing with abandonment issues, because that really was life and death, and or felt like it. When you're in the middle of it, even telling yourself you can handle it doesnt work because you feel so terrible. But if you can realize where the feelings come from, maybe you can wait it out. I almost had a fit yesterday because my dr hadn't called in my prescriptions to the pharmacy, so I was going to maybe have to make a trip in the rain to get them? Poor me, what if I catch a cold. I made a pretty big catastrophe out of it pretty quick. Then I realized I had skipped breakfast and was starving and that was not helping my mood any.

Originally Posted by shattered sanity

i can totally relate to most of the stuff you worry about not happening.

..... i worry about the worst possible sinario, and then find that actually, all that worrying was entirely for nothing

hugs

That is what I do but with a nasty extra bit of torture: I make myself sick worrying about what eventually doesn't happen (telling myself I'm just preparing for worst case senario) and then get hit over the head with something equally or worse terrible that I didn't even see coming.

Like this lay off. I was totally unprepared for it. Never saw it coming.

Like my ex-bf telling his ex wife about us and implying I laughed at her when I never did, because he felt guilty for doing so and for us...and had to share so he'd feel better. So I had to break up with him.

Now I'm afraid of everything, worrying about everything..looking under every rock for the next thing....Happy? I don't know what that word means anymore and havent known since last year.