I worry that I made the wrong career choice, that I could be happier doing something else. I worry that I'm not enjoying my life as much as I should be, or that I'm not spending as much time with my family and friends as I should be.
I have anxious thoughts about what people think of me. I always try to be strong, perfect, someone who gets things done, someone who is funny, smart, chill, etc. When I feel like I'm living up to this I think it makes me anxious.
Sid, you talked about what it was like growing up. I had a very happy childhood but one thing I've been thinking about lately is, compared to my sister, I had to be the stable one. She's always been more emotionally volatile and dependent and I've always had to be emotionally strong and independent (or I've felt like I've had to be). There's never been room for me to be weak in my mind even though others were allowed.
I'm still working a lot of this out myself so I don't have as much insight into my own thoughts and feelings as I should. But I guess what it comes down to is this unrealistic standard that I hold myself too. Everybody else is allowed to be emotional but me. Everybody else is allowed to make mistakes. Other people can be bores, but I have to always be happy and fun. I'm just starting to get over this.