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Posted: Oct 14 2004, 07:04 AM
Relentless Seeker Compulsive Daydreamer Insane Worrier
Member No.: 1
Joined: 2-July 04
With anxiety you can't help but worry about every horrible thing that could ever happen to you. As such, I often argue about bullies, or try to reason with some horrible person that wants to make me seem like an easy target for all the bullies out there, gossiping and making them jealous, etc.
I worry about hiring a 3D artist to work on my computer game, and them turning out to be some impulsive unreasonable psycho stalker woman, who refuses to work from home as agreed upon, determined to show up and harass me.
I worry about imcompetence and corruption in law enforcement and thejudicial system.
I worry about developing feelings for some woman who stubbornly refuses to lock her door, or other acts of common sense to protect herself... who won't think things through.
I worry about becoming sucessful, since that makes me a target for bullies and others, harassing me for money, targeting me for crime, picking on me do to jealousy at my magneficient sucess, bothering me because they want to get in the computer game industry, having their own ideas they think are brillant, as everyone does, etc.
I really hope my hermit colony can be made one day... then all my troubles will go away.
I can safely leave the house now, as long as I never do anything that would make me a target. A creepy looking guy who hardly ever gets out, and is poor, will not be bothered by anyone.
Can't dream about being sucessful, without dreaming about all the problems it would cause.
The last sane human being in a world gone mad