I suffer from extreme anxiety. Extreme. I normally handle this very well and if I didn't mention it, you wouldn't have known. The weird thing is, for some inexplicable reason, it manifests itself as travel anxiety. It's very difficult to explain what that means. I am not worried about anything at all. In fact, I'm a seasoned traveler. I don't think there will be anything out of the ordinary at all but i'm anxious. It starts days in advance as a knot in my stomach. I can't eat as much. I pace more. I plan and make lists but it doesn't seem to make the anxiety subside.
I always thought I had a strong personal style. I've never been on the cutting edge of trendy fashion or anything, but I knew who I was. My entire life has been spent dressing accordingly. My clothing choices were a point of much amusement for peers when I was a kid. I got teased a lot. I held my head up and didn't waiver in my style. Ironically "Hipster" is now a thing, I'm pretty certain that is how I dressed in elementary school.