It’s morning, so my anxiety is spiking.
I have a friend visiting from out of town who has worse problems than I have - she’s dealing with a child’s substance abuse issues.
The other day I saw a friend who confided in me that she had gotten a diagnosis of bipolar disorder - triggered by her attempt at suicide. Then she lost her job; and then she ended up working at the same dysfunctional company I used to work for.
I’m scared. Things aren’t great for me right now - but what if even worse things happen to me? What if I really lose my mind? I’m afraid I’m having a slow-motion nervous breakdown.
My therapist told me yesterday that she believes I will find a job. The sooner, the better! Being unemployed and living alone is terrifying for me. I do have the option of moving in with my boyfriend; however, to do this, I need to find a new home for my cat.
I know other people have worse problems than I do, so I feel guilty for complaining. But my problems, small as they might seem, are terrifying to me.