[Wicked]

I'm the worrier in my family.

Someone is ten minutes late, they got pulled over and maybe even arrested!

Twenty minutes late? Dead in a ditch. I cried my eyes out when my husband took an hour to run to the gas station. God forbid he bumps into someone from high school and catches up with them awhile. I think he's been in a horrific accident.

Someone has an argument? I think they'll never speak to each other again.

There's a buzzing sound in the walls? The wiring is overheated and the whole place is going to burn down or explode. Writing all this out makes me realize I'm a neurotic mess.

Also a total hypochondriac. Lot of that comes from not being able to be tested for anything (no insurance) and I do have a lot of symptoms. I think if I could get some tests done I'd be better about it because for me it's not knowing what's wrong. I fill in the blanks with the worst case scenario.