Lily
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Writer, Teacher Assistant, creator and believer in the law of attraction
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Worry-some? More like Worry-lot
For a long time, I worried. Worried about anything and everything in my life. I was addicted to worrying. From morning to night worry and fear would consume my brain. In the morning worried about running out of time while getting ready for work. I would worry about wearing a nice outfit so that at least I could look the part of a professional. I would worry about my car and if it would safely take me all the way to work because I was sure that I heard a noise yesterday. At work I worried that people were smiling at me but secretly hated me. I would also worry that this job was too much for me and I would not be able to handle it. Any email I received from work gave me anxiety because I was sure it would be a “You’re fired!” email. On my drive home I worried that something would happen like a broken-down car that I wouldn’t see in time, and I would have a car crash. Incidentally, this is another reason why I would never accept any invites to hang out after work, I would thank my lucky stars when I would arrive safely to my apartment. Once at home I would finally feel a little less fear and worry. I felt safe in my home with my cat and sister. But after a couple of hours, I would remember that I had to do the whole thing again the next day and so my worry would come back.
By Lily2 years ago in Confessions