#oneaday Day 793: Anxious

I'm having an evening of anxiety. As is often the case, it stems from a small error of judgement that absolutely is not a big deal when thinking about it rationally. But the thing about anxiety is that it's not rational. It tends to blow things massively out of proportion, even when they absolutely do not matter.

I won't go into details on said mistake — largely because it's already been resolved with no ill-effects, which should give you an idea of how minor it was — but I detest that my brain works this way. I go into full-on "fight or flight" mode over something that I can neither attack physically nor run away from, and it's exhausting — particularly because the anxiety is inevitably at its worst as the day comes to an end and I would want to get to sleep.

I'm now somewhat hesitant to go to bed because I know I'll just lie awake thinking about what has already been fixed and panicking about "what if?" scenarios. But it's probably best to just go do it, sleep it off, and tomorrow is another day and all that.

Have a nice evening!