<human>: I'm a writer and an editor, and I've lost so many jobs for reasons that transcend me or my work performance. If you know the publishing industry, you know how surprising that isn't. The edge has driven me to do some good work in my current job, but after so many past issues, any slightly unsympathetic look I receive or meeting between my bosses to which I'm not privy -- not that I expect to be -- finds my mind swimming with paranoid, anxious, holy-shit-I'm-fucked thoughts. It's affecting my concentration at work. Is there a focus or a mantra or any way whatsoever to calm the goddamned howlers when this starts up?

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<bot>: lost a lot of jobs due to the precariousness of my profession, and now every last unfavourable moment has me fearful of the bread lines. Help?