Worrying

I'm a perennial worrier.

Sounds like the first step in a 12 step programme- acceptance of the fact. I have been on a voyage of self discovery this year and thats what i have discovered about myself. I worry about silly inconsequential things and the worst part is - i cant make myself stop. Sometimes i think there should be rehab for worrying.

There are so many things in my life that could be going down the toilet which i should be worried about and instead i worry myself sick about tiny stuff, like my weight or my grades or what the person opposite thinks of me.

Is there a cure, i wonder? There seems to be one for every small ailment these days, especially psychological stuff. I wish there was. I wish i could swallow a pill before i go to bed and wake up in the morning with the load off my mind. Life would be a helluva lot brighter.

*sigh* Life's a biatch. Except that mine really isn't. I could be living in Somalia or somewhere without a thing to eat and have AIDS or something. It's a human condition to want more than you have. It's what capitalism is based on. And i just wish i could stop.