Over Anxious

When I was a kid and my parents went out, I would stay awake until I heard them come home because I was afraid that they would get into an accident and die. I would throw out my mother’s pills – though most would’ve been vitamins along with the diet pills. I was afraid that she’d slim down to nothing and I would lose her. Even now, if I don’t get a return call in a reasonable period of time my next message will be, “Are you alive? Are you hurt? Call me!” I don’t know why I get so afraid.