I hate this feeling… this vague uneasy feeling that something is wrong.  I got in a slight accident yesterday and clipped a garbage can knocking my passenger mirror through my passenger side window… there was a loud bang and an explosion of glass flew through the car.  It was terrifying… it was dark and foggy and I did not see the garbage can hanging out into the road.  Now I cannot shake this.  I feel paranoid and worried and really uneasy.  It’s ridiculous… All evening with my husband at home I have felt like he was mad at me or unhappy with me… and he’s not – we talked things out and he’s very warm and understanding – it’s just me.  I feel like the bottom is about to fall out.  I know this is just the accident and the dust will settle soon… but in the mean-time I really want to get back to normal.  I hate feeling so raw and vulnerable.