In general, I try my hardest to be as optimistic as possible. I really do try to remind myself to look for the silver linings and upside to everything. Obviously, I fail sometimes...but I try.
EXCEPT...when it comes to my husband. If he works late or he's on TDY and I haven't heard from him when he says he's going to call or text I immediately think of the worst case scenarios.
Maybe he got hurt at work and can't call.
Maybe he got hurt really really bad and is unconscious and no one thought to let me know.
Maybe the car he was in was in an accident and all his friends who know how to contact me were with him and now no one will get a hold of me for days.
From then on it's a constant battle between two parts of my thinking. Half of me is freaking out. The other half is like, "Calm the f--- down you freak! That jerk probably just forgot to text you that he's going out after dinner or is working late or doesn't have an internet connection to call."
I do the same with my mom sometimes. In fact not too long ago I read a story about an Asian woman found in a Portland river. (News Report) Of course I immediately called my mom just for some peace of mind. Of course she didn't answer. I held back from calling my aunt and her work to check with them. Eventually I saw that she had signed onto Facebook and I got her on the phone later that day. But that night...I was gearing myself up for the worst and talking myself down at the same time. It was awful. She found it thoroughly entertaining when I told her my concerns.