I Have Anxiety

My mind won't stop spinning. Actually it's not even spinning, it's jumping, one thought to the next. Like a projector flipping wildly through a slideshow, just glimpses. I can't sleep. With each random thought comes a jolt of anxiety. I hate it. It was such a fun, full weekend and now I'm paying for it. It's like a delayed response to all the stimulation. I'm overwhelmed. At the time I was fine. Had a great time, visiting with friends, multiple Halloween parties. Good times. Now I'm overwhelmed. Who did I talk to what did I say... etc. I'm the kind of person who doesn't do well with awkward silence so I fill the dead space with my voice - good god, the words just go on and on. It's like I'm so ON. People think I'm funny, which I love. A guy friend of mine refered to me as "Amy Schumer Lite". This was at his father's wake. So appropriate. I use humor when I'm uncomfortable or feel awkward or if others seem uncomfortable - which is all the time. It's so exhausting. So there's that and for some reason I'm dreading work tomorrow. Man! Now I feel kind of sad. Because I saw so many people this weekend I won't go out again for a few weeks. Crazy, right? I hate it.