It’s completely settled-- I carry anxiety from school to work. Something in my little brain always gets in a tizzy when I can’t figure out a problem and then I stay in a tizzy until I realize that I have written ten pages in a memo and have figured the problem out just by writing for two hours.
I don’t really know what it is that I am fearful of, but I get so anxious when I cannot figure out the answer to a legal problem- or in school the answer to an academic question. Perhaps its my lack of human interaction throughout the day that feeds the anxiety. Staring and reading all day long is my idea of fun, but might not be completely good for my psyche. I enjoy work so much, but every now and again I stress myself out with the small things. You think by now (after law school and MBA) I would have learned how to take things as they come. I blame genetics and birth order, for being a type A first-born mess. Maybe, I just blame my mother.......
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