Hi my name is Jessica, and I'm a habitual overreactor

Yep, that’s me.
I am really good at making a mountain out of a molehill. The problem is that I can’t seem to see that it’s a molehill until whatever it is has passed. My Ex, my kids, my job, my body, my family, money, career, I agonize over the simplest thing. I stress, obsess, and worry over things that eventually work themselves out or seem trivial in the end. I worry about things that haven’t even happened. Things that could happen, (although the majority of my woes come from past history like my Ex’s behavior, or from working where I work in a children’s hospital, where I see every fluke accident you can imagine..) okay enough of that.
Now don’t start picturing me in your head ranting and raving like a lunatic. That’s not me at all.. You see I hold it all in, I sit and fret in silence. It lies in my stomach like an anvil. My head and neck droop, revealing the weight it carries. I’m a silent over reactor, that’s what I am.
Okay I take that back. I guess I’m not completely silent about it. I do my fair share of venting, just ask my friends. I’m also very good at fishing for reassurance. But I don’t let people know the half of what I am feeling, or what I worry about.. Silly me, they’d think I was Looney bins.
Why do you torture yourself they’d say? You’ve been through this before, they’d say. You’re going to be fine they’d say. And after a week or so, I’d have to agree with them. But for the time being my brain just needs its little drama fest to keep it operating.
Its part of my make-up, I am a worrywart
I call it Jessica Drama. Here’s a prime example……….. Everything turned out fine right? So why did I torment myself? That one was a prime example of history.
I’ve gotten much better through the years. Sometimes I can persuade myself to sit back, only letting the drama fester in my head at a minimum. Things that would have plagued me a few years ago, will now still torment me, but not to the degree it used to. In my head I can make sense of situations better than I used to. I can sit back and wait to see what happens. I have learned to pray, and to ask for comfort, strength, and for knowledge. To know that it, (whatever ‘it’ may be) will pass, and things will be okay.
I’ll conquer that mountain, and turn it into a molehill someday, I’m just sure of it!