The fear, the constant worrying, GET ME OUT!

So I have noticed that my blissfully ignorant personality has changed DRAMATICALLY.

I remember the times life used to be so full of laughs and giggles, no worries, and the only thing to worry about was your exams at the end of the academic year or occasional bit of coursework here and there.

Now I worry all the time.

I lie there thinking all night.

I think about things I did that day and how stupid they were.

I worry that the man I'm laid next to is the right choice.

I worry in case he doesn't want me as much as I him.

I worry about the stupidly expensive tip I gave to the restaurant that day.

I worry about whether or not I make a good teacher; whether I really ought to just give up and make their teacher teach so they learn better.

I worry that I don't care enough at times.  That everything is done slap-dashedly.

I worry about the things I've said, the actions I've carried out.

I worry about the times gone by and the choices made.

I worry that I come across evil even though I never intend to.

I worry that I seem ungrateful, when every day I thank my lucky stars about what I've got.

I worry constantly.

Someone rescue me? Please?