I had another small Aha! moment today while journaling. Much of my anxiety comes in the form of hypochondria - mostly fear of quickly fatal illness. And I was thinking about when this started happening. And I realized that I was never worried about these things until I left home for college. Thats when I started to worry that I would have an aneurism or cerebral meningitis (both examples that I remember reading in the paper that occurred to individuals in the town I grew up in - oh the power of suggestion!). And college was one more of these times where I had to leave the life I'd been living and start a new chapter. I wasn't very far from home, so I'm not sure this ever registered with me before, but my routine and the friends I was used to seeing every day would no longer be there, and I could never go back to the way things were before. I think I'm connecting the dots between these big life changes and moves to my different episodes of anxieties and pain. Which sounds so obvious now, but I never really appreciated it before. Our brains are so incredible.