Wednesday, February 18, 2009
I wonder how many people get the same anxieties that I do. It may seem like I don't get worried about certain things because I work so well under pressure, and I generally am a passive person despite all the crap I say when I say it.
But when I get my anxiety attacks my mood goes from like blue to red in an instant. Like last monday when Charlene and I went to the flea market, I was so excited one minute but as soon as we got out the car and realized the whole way was all muddy, I had an anxiety attack like no other.
And then I was watching bizarre worlds with andrew zimmeran and then out of no where the next show was all about car crashes and cars just going so fast, and I suddenly got an anxiety attack out of no where.
I mean, it makes sense, I've been in two car crashes. But before I used to not care about these things but lately I've been a little, what's the word, paranoid. Is that it?
I also find myself doing all kinds of crap and getting obsessivly anal about it. Like the kitchen counter. When my little brother is home I get a tiny anxiety attack while he eats because that kid does not clean up after him self and I constantly keep walking back and forth to the kitchen to make sure he cleans it up. And he doesn't.
I don't know where I'm going with this. I'm hella tired and I'm getting ready for work. I think I'm going to actually go home early tonight. I won't be surprised if I go home earlier than usual. But then again I shouldn't because I need to make money.
But when I get my anxiety attacks my mood goes from like blue to red in an instant. Like last monday when Charlene and I went to the flea market, I was so excited one minute but as soon as we got out the car and realized the whole way was all muddy, I had an anxiety attack like no other.
And then I was watching bizarre worlds with andrew zimmeran and then out of no where the next show was all about car crashes and cars just going so fast, and I suddenly got an anxiety attack out of no where.
I mean, it makes sense, I've been in two car crashes. But before I used to not care about these things but lately I've been a little, what's the word, paranoid. Is that it?
I also find myself doing all kinds of crap and getting obsessivly anal about it. Like the kitchen counter. When my little brother is home I get a tiny anxiety attack while he eats because that kid does not clean up after him self and I constantly keep walking back and forth to the kitchen to make sure he cleans it up. And he doesn't.
I don't know where I'm going with this. I'm hella tired and I'm getting ready for work. I think I'm going to actually go home early tonight. I won't be surprised if I go home earlier than usual. But then again I shouldn't because I need to make money.
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