It’s crazy how I go from one anxious obsession to the next one every few days. There’s always something. And each thing feels like it’s of the utmost importance. But when think about these past concerns; nearly all of them don’t seem that big of a deal in retrospect. Either the bad thing I was worried about didn’t happen, or things worked out in a surprisingly different way, or it just doesn’t feel like that big of a deal without all that extra anxiety attached to it. But it’s just crazy how the current concern can feel so important in the moment.