I'm a worrier by nature.
Today was a worrying kind of a day.
I'm worried about my son - such a great, smart, sweet kid who's having a hard time because he's wise beyond his years and yet still not quite 9.
I'm worried about an insurance potential debaucle that is the result of me just trying to do the right damn thing.
I'm concerned about a friend who has been struggling for so so long and really seems to have hit a new, lost low.
I'm worried I'm not the best wife or mom or sister or (especially) daughter I can or should be.
I'm worried I don't work hard enough or do enough.
I'm just - scared.
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