I've hated parties ever since high school. I'd much rather spend a nice evening with one or two friends eating, talking, listening to some interesting music in the background, and perhaps enjoying a spiffy cocktail. A three-day bacchanalia sounds like my idea of hell.

As for your tendency to go for the worst-case scenario, Bonnie, we used to call people like that "worry worts", not psychologically disturbed individuals in need of meds. As Gayla sez, explore some other options first like meditation or other relaxation techniques.