Sometimes I can’t control the worry factor. I just do. Things plague me for ever and I just can’t let them go. My sister says it’s guilt. I’m not so sure about that. I think it’s just that I replay things over and over because I know things could have been different if I had made a different choice. It’s that 20/20 hindsight that keeps me awake at night.
I even worry about things that have very little effect on my life at all. It’s just weird. Weird or not it keeps me awake and I hate that. When I was 18 years old I was diagnosed with a stomach ulcer. My doctor said to me ‘you are too young to worry about things so stop it.’ Sure okay Doc! I was probably worrying about being born. Which explains why I have the expression I do in my Hospital Baby Picture. Seriously I looked like a pissed off chicken.
So now I’m off to worry about some more crap. Sheesh…worrying is exhausting.