About The Worry Wart

Worrying At The Price Is Right
I’m the one on the right by the wheel. I may be smiling – but I was worrying about being called down to the stage because I was nervous to be on TV and afraid I would fall on the way up to the stage. Oh and our backpack was in a storage locker across the street and I didn’t think we would get out in time to get it… but I had fun.

This is the diary of an awkward 27 year old who cannot stop worrying. This will be my safe space to document the journey towards getting out of the dark hole I’ve fallen into – but first I need to lie down – my heart is racing because I feel out of my comfort zone….