If I asked you to tell me what anxiety is I'm sure you'd do a fine job. After all, you know your stuff. You could probably tell me a lot about what your anxiety feels like, what fear feels like, even what terror feels like. I'm confident that you could give me all the intricate details. In fact, I'm sure you and I could easily get lost in the details of your latest complaint, but what would be the point? I know why you do it. You're on the lookout for danger. You're anticipating, calculating, always watching. To be fair, I