I've always been a busy-body...someone who likes to always have something going on. Needless to say, this pandemic has been living hell for me (like many others). Since quarantine, I've noticed that I felt the strong need to be productive on the weekends..to the point that I'd feel too guilty having a lazy day. For the last few months I kinda just laughed it off and just chalked it up to me being a perfectionist, but about a month ago, I realized I was just straight up anxious. I starting overthinking EVERYTHING. First it was overthinking how my boss viewed me...being nervous to send emails in fear of judgment. Eventually I received natural affirmation that I was valued at work, so that went away. Shortly after, my anxiety attached itself to my new relationship and worrying about where things were going or if it was going to work out. Again, I received natural reassurance that things were good, so my anxiety calmed down. Last week, my anxiety flung itself onto something unexpected. I plan on moving out for the first time this summer and now my brain can't stop ruminating in all the things I have to do to prepare (pack up belongings from my parents' house, sorting through my current belongings, purchasing and assembling things for my place, etc.). I'm aware that it's completely ridiculous, but my brain won't stop. I'm at the point where my sleep is bad, appetite decreased, always jittery, can't focus, and lack a general excitement for life. I knew these were all concerning symptoms, so I talked to my therapist and she referred me to a psychiatrist and asked if I'd be open to being medicated. Although I wish I could handle my brain on my own, I'm at the point where I just can't anymore. I'm exhausted and I know I can't continue on this path much longer. I have my first psychiatrist appointment next week and it can't come soon enough. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to enjoy life again or even just relax. Any encouragement or personal stories would be appreciated. 

TLDR: I've realized my anxiety is out of control and I plan to be medicated. I'm nervous I'll never me myself again.