Or at least, my anxiety makes no sense. Sometimes, I am frustrated with my anxiety because the things that make me feel so anxious are really ordinary things. I take ordinary things and turn them into catastrophe's. It's very weird to me because I have experiences things that should have put me into a state of catatonic shock, given my reaction to everyday fears, and yet I was able to deal with them rationale. During Hurricane Sandy, I was in my house, my room was on the ground floor, we had six feet of water. I comforted my sister, moved my car, and pretty much stayed stable. My bed, my desk, clothes, and other meager possessions were ruined (except for the car). Or gas and water heaters were out of commission, as well as electricity, I slept on my cousins apartment floor for several days. I then moved back into my house while still under renovations, thanks to a gas generator. I was fine. I then had an anxiety free fall spiral, several months later over a work problem, that was a potential problem, but not a problem yet. I spent my vacation sleeping little, feeling ill, hardly eating, and catastrophizing.
Am I the only one who is more afraid at the prospect of disaster, no matter how feeble, then an actual disaster happening right now?