One of the benefits of my anxiety is that I'm ultra prepared. I rarely lose things and I'm hyperaware of everything around me. Sometimes it's really annoying, but I truly haven't lost anything of value to me in a long time. 

My partner, on the other hand, loses things constantly. Important things, like their credit cards, wallets, sentimental things. Whenever these situations arise, I'm usually the one in full blown panic mode because it feels just as anxiety inducing to experience it for a close friend, family member, or partner as it does to experience it happening to me. 

My body and mind need a break.