Do you worry alot?

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I do and sometimes I can't stand it! Over the stupidest things too! Like 'your favorite character's going to die' or 'no one really pays attention to the amount of stuff you put out', things like that. The former infuriates me the most as I know it's so stupid, but it still hurts, which gets me even more frustrated at myself.

I have worried over my husband being sick only because I was worried about how it was going to affect my life and my mental health because of my anxiety and I do not handle any big change well and this is a big one and will create lot of change. I am sure most people would worry about how it will affect their partner and what will happen to them than worrying about how it will reflect on their environment and their life.

One time the elevator goes out of service at work because of some test they are doing with the elevators. "Oh no, how am I going to do my job now? How am I going to get to the floor with my cart, how am I going to bring the stuff up to my closet to restock my cart? How long will this take? I am going to get off work late now?" All this change. Because I was having so much anxiety I couldn't even problem solve so my boss had to help me, just grab a trash bag and put the stuff in it and bring it upstairs with me.

Some idiot flushes forks down the toilet and causes a sewer back up at work so all the restrooms are out of order and only one on the main floor is open because those are the only restrooms that are not backing up because they are not connected to the same sewer pipe. It was all chaotic and change in my work schedule and I go clean the restrooms at the other end but people keep going in there. "Oh no, how am I going to get my job done if people keep coming in here while I am trying to clean? How long will this take for me to get done in here with people interrupting my cleaning? What if I don't get off work in time? Too much too much" and I flee cleaning them because I couldn't handle it and I didn't know how long it will take me to clean them so instead of getting a meltdown, I fled and moved onto my other tasks and would go back to them later when people are done going in them and I won't get behind.

Yes I worry about a lot of things and have been diagnosed with OCD and Anxiety disorder. I have even gotten meltdowns from my worried thoughts. I have also been told this is all part of having Asperger's too and that Anxiety and OCD are part of it so I don't know what to believe. What is the difference between a none ASD person being a worrier and having an anxiety disorder and a ASD person being a worrier and having an anxiety disorder? Also what is the difference between OCD and anxiety disorder about being a worrier?

I wrote this seven years ago in this thread and this actually did happen and the second time I was having a lot of anxiety about losing my baby I went through intervention and also because I was taking the books too literal about my pregnancy diet so I was eating what they were saying and I was very rigid and the books were aimed at people who are not active and I was active because of my work so I wasn't eating enough. The third time I didn't have any intervention and I had no worries about losing my baby and I wasn't strict about what I ate so I ate more junk food and regular food I normally ate and my baby turned out fine. I also wasn't very obsessed so I didn't spend all my time reading online about pregnancies and exercise and diets and reading posts about pregnancies like I did with my son.

I do worry to the point that I have severe anxiety and have driven myself crazy into pleasing others.

I worry an awful lot. I believe that something bad will happen to me. I'm surprised I'm still alive now, because of how quick or easy something can kill you just by being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I worry that me or a loved one might get cancer and die, or die in a terrorist attack, or get killed in a car crash, or get Meningitis out of the blue and die, or even things like a tree falling on you or a bridge unexpectedly collapsing as you're driving over it. Or being a murder victim, struck by lightening, house fire...there are just so many ways a person can die, just like that. And if it happened to the people it had happened to, why shouldn't it happen to me? They probably spent their lives saying "oh it will never happen to me", and then, one day, they happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and the next day they're on the front of the newspaper, with a headline announcing tragic death.

It's just so scary not knowing what's round the corner. The only way I want to die is peacefully in my sleep at a very old age.

I'm a worrywart. Probably the only thing that I don't worry about is getting warts.

And when I'm not worrying about when or why I'm going to die, I'm just worrying about small everyday things. My worrying goes like this:-

What if I feel sick on the bus? I know I've eaten a substantial lunch and I have some ginger in my bag handy, but what if I still feel sick? What if it isn't motion sickness, but a tummy bug instead? You can't do anything about it then, except puke everywhere. I can't have that happen in public. Oh, God, I'm in public, what if people stare at me? What if teenagers intimidate me? I can't be doing with immaturity from kids who I don't even know. I need to get home and have a nap. I love sleeping. But then what if I can't sleep tonight? I could go to the doctors and ask for sleeping pills, but then I heard they're not really good for you. That reminds me, I better go on a diet, my trousers feel so tight lately. But I need sugar. What if cutting right down on sugar and salt and cheese means a change in my stools? I can't have that. I like my stools being harder and less odour. I heard eating more veggies and nuts gives you more gas and smelly stools. I don't want that. Gross. I need to keep my dignity. Not like that time 2 years ago when I said something so dumb to a new co-worker. Jesus, why the hell did I say that? She's probably forgotten it, but what if she hasn't? She probably thinks I'm weird. I hate people thinking I'm weird.

Um, it could go on.

I worry about worrying, I worry every evening about what I said to people during the day. I tend to be a little too honest even though I don't really care what people think of me, I worry how it might affect other aspects of my life. There is also the constant dwelling on the past, even though it might be 20 years ago, it bothers me. I take sleeping medication to get me to sleep although I don't like relying on it, it becomes necessary for me to function in my job - which I also worry about. Worrying is just normal to me like not worrying is to neurotypicals.

Peace.

^^Welcome to WrongPlanet, Sentinal.

I feel like I was born to worry. It consumes a ridiculous amount of my energy and time, and has interfered with my sleep for as long as I can remember. Anti-anxiety medication helps a little bit, but gets nowhere near eliminating it completely.

One thing I've been working on a lot since discovering my diagnosis is to find ways to get through social situations without feeling pressured to "pass for NT" so much. I realise now (rather late in life!) that this has been a huge cause of anxiety for me. I get plagued by thoughts about whether I read situations correctly, whether my behaviour is noticed as being odd, and over-analysing my attempts at reading and producing eye-contact and body language - all to the ultimate detriment of useful communication with people.

I worry a lot. I tend to worry about what others think of me, regardless if they're strangers or people I'm very close to. I tend to worry about being struck by lightning, being run over by a car, the fire alarm going off right as I pass by it. Worrying about what happened in the past isn't fun either, especially if it's over something that happened many years ago. Some days I end up worrying almost 24/7 about something, other days, I don't worry about stuff nearly as much.

I often do worry about social situations, which in many cases, I don't fare very well in. In the worst case scenario, my worrying sets off a self-fulfilling prophecy where I actually do come across what I feared I would come across as.

When I was attending college, I often worried about my grades, about whether I could pass them. In latter semesters, it got so bad that I ended up failing classes due to worrying constantly to the point that it exhausted all my energy and I couldn't focus on my assignments no matter what. I ended up dropping out of college for that very reason.

When I was on Adderall, especially in the last four years I was taking it, my worrying was pretty intense. Once I got off it, and focused on my hobbies, it dropped to becoming nearly nonexistent, but it wasn't to last for more than five months. I do still worry these days, but its more on and off than constant 24/7, although it can still get to that point sometimes.

I wish I could eliminate this worry, or not worry quite nearly as much as I do today. I feel that I could get a lot more accomplished if I didn't worry as much as I do today.

Yes... to the point of panic attacks.