To get to the point, Yesterday I was out with a friend of my sisters and as we were discussing something I was worried about, she commented on how I'm soooo anxious about something that's so small and how I'm making her tired. In the moment I responded with the fact that this is who I am and if its important to me I get anxious and my feelings are valid. However when I was alone I realized how many people around me might feel that way. You see, I have an anxiety disorder from like literally since I was 6, being anxious is something I never get used to but still it's almost like a part of me... I can't explain it. 
Don't get me wrong I have amazing friends who help me loads... but I just can't help but think how no one is going to wanna put up with me, how tired people may feel when I get anxious around them. My brain is being mean to me over it.