I've always had anxiety issues, but I had finally got to a place about a decade ago where I used to be all "I don't give a fuck" in a lot of ways.
Then, I became a father 5+ years ago, and now I'm a god damn mess in so many other ways.
Like, I have existential crises over the most mundane shit, and I'm incessantly worrying about our safety, less from other people potentially harming us and more along the lines of being maimed in an accident of some sort. It really hit the wall 2 years with our first child when he was diagnosed with autism. I've never been the same since. I've blamed myself so much because I have severe, functionally-impairing OCD that I've incessantly been battling from early adolescence onward. As such, on top of all the other worries, I'm constantly worried that my OCD will get to the point where it interferes enough with my job to get me fired (it's waxes and wanes in intensity since it is stress induced).