"Worrywart" is a strange word. I looked it up in an online dictionary and it means a person who worries "unduly." That sounds like me.
I have been a worrywart all my life. I don’t like worrying, but I sure do a lot of it, especially lately. Ever since my husband's two hospitalizations this past summer, I have been such a wreck. I worry about him constantly and I know I must drive him crazy.
We recently went on a deacon's retreat and this worrying business was very much on my mind. When we were offered the opportunity to go to confession, I decided to go.
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