Saturday, June 9, 2012

Nothing to Fear



FDR once said that the “Only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”

Personally, I disagree.

At least once a month, Mr. W says to me, “You worry too much.”

As we’ve been married 20 + years, it’s a familiar conversation, and I’m always struck by his incredulity that I can’t seem to turn the worry off.

I’m a worrier.

It’s in my DNA. Hazel eyes. Brown hair. Freckles. Worry.

I’d like to point out that FDR might be a smidge bit wrong with that quote above.

I can stress out over anything, big or little. The chicken didn’t defrost in time for dinner? Stress. Son #2 driving an hour to school in a torrential downpour? Automatic gray hair. An EMT siren going off while Mr. W is out running? Palpitations.

Huge fears, tiny fears...doesn’t matter. Hello, anxiety.

As hard as I’ve tried to change, to de-stress, to be more Zen...I can’t seem to do it.

I’m blaming my genes.

Are you a worrier, too? And if not, how do you stay stree-free?