Anxiety is a dual-edge sword. On one hand it’s an incredibly useful tool to keep yourself out of dangerous situations. Being somewhere you really don’t need to be that could potentially lead to bad situations or harm should cause you anxiety. It’s the same sort of notion behind our ability to detect heat. It keeps our hands out of open flames. So too anxiety serves a purpose. Of course, this is just me justifying that I feel it in copious amounts. Somehow telling myself that it’s not a bad thing, it’s just a bad thing in excess, which is a problem I’ve been plagued with all my life.