By nature I am a worrier. Anyone who has ever spent any length of time around me could tell you that.

When I do feel I have nothing weighing on my mind I manage to talk myself into something becoming an problem, most of the time I just incessantly worry about what could happen. I can’t remember the last time I was carefree.

Things would be so much easier if I could pin-point what triggers my worry and anxiety, I hate that it’s a big part of my life.

I used to find that I would try to problem solve in my head but then I got to realising that it was a never ending circle. It’s hard to understand constant worry unless you have been through it, my friends think I’m a constant complainer and negative person.

Sometimes I do find myself envying others, those we all know who never have a worry or care in the world. I can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to wake-up without a thousand and one things playing on your mind.