Prone to Anxiety

I get into these periods when I battle anxiety more than I care to.  "Prone to anxiety," as my buddy Little Westside Johnny says.  It's a thing with me.  It's a thing with many drunks but it appears to be a particular curse of mine.  My head doesn't process minor fear very well.  I go to mild, free-floating anxiety at the drop of a hat.

The Crisis List is helpful and irritating all at the same time in this regard.  I write the stuff down and then I write down how the stuff is resolved a few days later and marvel at how much time I waste in my life worrying about things that never come true.

For a super-efficient, obsessively productive German peasant it's a lot of time.