Talkin' Me off the Ledge

I've been sober two years now, and it's been pretty good--for the most part. I've met a lot of really nice people. I've gone to quite a few meetings. So what's to complain about, you ask? Well, you know, it can't be quiet in the mind of a thinker. Even when things are good, there is the voice in my head warning, Watch out! You're going to trip! You're going to be tested! And then, yep, I go into a depression.