The human condition has fascinated me forever. As a past over-thinker, I really enjoyed observing, analysing and forming assessments of that way and the why people behaved and interacted. What makes people tick, made me tick. But with this over-thinking came plenty of anxiety because I would play words, ways things were said or not said, over and over and over again. It would bring on that anxiety of making me question my responses to situations; whether I acted correctly, said too much, not enough and was the entry point into the tailspin of paranoia and anxiety. Observation is beautiful - taking on someone else's story can be soul destructive. Let me explain. I've practised this outlook now for a couple of years since I got sick. You know that saying "don't make a mountain out of a mole hill?" I was the QUEEN of being constantly worried about what people thought of me. To say the right things, to be acknowledged, to be heard and m...