Growing up I would think my parents were crazy at times. I am sure I swore I would not turn out that way. I think the craziness kicks in at 32. I don't know if it is work with a combo of everything, but I can't seem to shake the crazies. I get stressed now, and I don't like it. I am a confidant person that is on the edge. Work is kicking my trash mentally. Even the smallest thing as not having the perfect picture is putting me over the top and there is still 2 days to fix it. Yet I stress, man I am getting crazy. I don't like this part of me. I wish for normal and confident.
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