Anxiety

Certain things make me anxious. Certain people make me anxious. There is good anxiety and bad anxiety. There is also a mix of good and bad- for me anyway. Today I'm anxious. Both good and bad. So much so that I'm pretty much making myself sick over it. So, why do I do that? I do everything to calm myself down- I pray, I vent to someone, I sit quietly, I try to focus on my breathing, I exercise...you get the idea. I am sure that I get more anxious about things than others. I am CERTAIN that my body reacts to anxiety worse than most. At this rate, I am convinced that I will have a full head of gray hair by the time I'm 40. Maybe I need to see a doctor.