As a suffer of anxiety, I sometimes not only worry about my health, but the absolute pace of life and how utterly short it really is... I look at photos of my kids as toddlers and wonder where did it go .. They are now well in their teens ... Sometimes it doesn't feel that long ago that I was carefree, young and happy... In the blink of an eye it's gone ... They are grown up, I'm old ... It's not too late to beat anxiety... It won't beat me, I'll not let it ... I want to live , normally, I don't want to worry, I don't want age and life to frighten me ... I want to look back...I want to have lived a quality life !!! Anyone else get where I'm coming from?