im a massive wuss and i get anxious belly aches over the stupidest things.

im moving into the third floor of an old house and i keep getting scared that its going to break, especially if we have loads of stuff in it/dance around too much etc

i can also get quite anxious when travelling in the car. (butt hats not really irrational, is it?)

if a friend who is usually good at keeping in touch doesnt get back to me for a few days, i start worrying they've died or something else terrible has happened to them, when in reality they probably just dont like me.

when i have to get up in the night i always want to turn the light on but sometimes i get too pranged out that i'll disturb someone. then on my way back up the stairs i'll tell myself the texas chainsaw massacre-ist isnt behind me, he isnt he ISNT, then run the rest of the way and slam the dor behind me, with my heart beating in my chest :(

are you as silly as me? do you think pigeons want you dead?