Well nothing ever went Quite exactly as we planned

I over analyze everything, I mean everything. Every word I say, every facial expression, every hand gesture. I like spend a ridiculous chunk of time at night just like replaying every single thing I said or did, and the way it was done or said. I imagine how the people who witnessed what I had done, reacted, what they thought of it, what kind of impression it left on it, how it changed, or fit in to, rather, their day. Usually I am pretty critical, most people are critical with themselves, I think, unless they are lying to themselves, which is probably worse. At any rate, the point I am trying to make is I have a problem, with over analyzing and it is not just small things like that. There is not a day I do not doubt the big decisions I make, but it is not like regret, I only regret one thing, but that is a different story, I just analyze them. I play out all these different scenarios, how my life would have been if I went to a different college, or did not go to college. T hat does not bother me, I mean I wish I did not care to analyze it, but I mean, who does not, You know wonder, "What could have been?" What is really annoying is the time I spend over analyzing the future, playing out every possible lifestyle I could have, contestant, continually. It is not even like I am, "planning for the future," I have no plans just a bunch of scenarios