I start a new job on Friday. This has caused big explosion of hypochondriasis and other anxiety symptoms. I’m back to the thing where every minor feeling is a sure sign of a terminal illness. It kinda sucks. I also have the listlessness, the being afraid of doing anything or getting interested in anything since I’ll have to give it up on Friday anyway. It’s pretty much as if my life is going to end on Friday and I’ll become a mindless corporate zombie who’s incapable of doing anything fun, ever.
Also: Here’s an anxiety catch-22: worrying about having heart disease can cause heart disease, according to the people on the TV news. That’s just plain silly in a cosmic way.