So I have Another Anxiety Anecdote. 

I usually always talk to my bf on the phone before bed, and when I tried to call him around 10 pm he didn’t answer, and that was really odd. I knew he was home and in my rationale brain that he was probably okay but my anxious brain came up with every potential ridiculous and far fetched explanation as to why he wasn’t answering my calls. Did he fall and hit his head? Did someone break into his apartment and hurt him? Did he decide to never speak to me again? 

He’s okay though. He just fell asleep but obviously I couldn’t tell myself this in that moment. 

Anyone have any similar stories?