sigh.
why can't I enjoy life instead of worrying about EVERYTHING? I mean everything. Like if my husband doesn't answer his phone, something bad happened. Or if anyone doesn't answer the phone for that matter. I just keep calling (my OCD) and get more like a total wreck when no one answers. Forget about being rational. My panic disorder (which has been more or less under control for a few years now) just kicks into high gear and I worry non stop about all the things that could have happened to them. My anxiety has been SO bad lately and I feel like I can't control it. :(It sucks. Last week, my sister called to tell me she was hit by a drunk driver at 2am but she was OK. I guess that triggered something because I've noticed myself worrying more and more about everyone in my life. My best friend didn't answer her phone last night, so automatically I assumed the worst. I feel like when I tell other people how much I worry, they just think I'm crazy. They may be right. I feel crazy at times for worrying so damn much.
In happier news, I started randomly watching X-Files episodes on DVD tonight and I forgot how good that show was. Especially in the 4th and 5th season. IMO, the writing during that time period in the series was everything the writing in the movie wasn't. Clean and subtle and sharp. No clunky dialouge and thin plotlines. Oh well, at least the movie had Mulder and Scully in love. That redeemed it for me.
In happier news, I started randomly watching X-Files episodes on DVD tonight and I forgot how good that show was. Especially in the 4th and 5th season. IMO, the writing during that time period in the series was everything the writing in the movie wasn't. Clean and subtle and sharp. No clunky dialouge and thin plotlines. Oh well, at least the movie had Mulder and Scully in love. That redeemed it for me.