Half the time when i'm not worried about anthrax...I am fixated on people being out to get me. It was 3am when I was walking to my car, I noticed another car on infront of me and that's when it hit me. Uh oh, they're out to get me, I bet the did something to my car, I bet they put anthrax in the air and pretty soon i'll be dead. I think my conclusion is...I'm afraid to die? I don't get why I can't just think like a normal person.... This whole thing is destroying my life and I am not sure what to do.