anxiety about obsessions or interests being taken away

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Do you ever have intense fear that someone will take away your interest? I have this with my writing. I have been stewing over and writing a series of books for several years. It's very exposing for me and I am also very, very attached to it. For many years my art was my best way of expressing and my writing is like that art. It terrifies me that that communication could be taken away from me. I have to take it with me whenever I go out of town because I am afraid it will be lost in a fire or stolen as I keep all my notes and drafts in a backpack that could be stolen in the case of a break in, someone thinking there might be something of monetary value in it. I refuse to feed my anxiety and fear by separating it all up and putting parts in different parts of my house.

I think this sort of fear originated from a break in that happened years ago in combination with maybe so many years of thinking it was wrong to like something too much.

The stronger my urge to write the stronger the fear and almost paranoia that it will be taken away and that that method of contact will be taken away. I can't help but think this reaction is fed by my past history of not being allowed to engage in my creative urges either because of impracticality or by other people's needs and the fact that I knew how intensely I got involved in things and sometimes it scared me because of how I could lose myself in it, the whole day passing and I not having any idea, how I practically lived in my writing when I was younger and had more mental freedom to do so. Somehow I developed some shame about my lack of ability to control these things and for neglecting my parents or sister and I wonder if the guilt from that somehow got mixed up and became a conditioned reaction.

Anyone else have this fear or am I just paranoid?

I have fears and anxiety about my mum trying to take the Mod ideology and The Kinks away from me, because she's tried that trick on me in the Spring/Summer of 1998. I don't tell her about most of my problems anymore. I've learned in the Year 2000 that if I don't talk to my mum about 90% of my problems, she'll never try to take that part of my livelihood away from me ever again. I only tell her about things that are really bothering me, like pigs who like to harass people who are different.

I sometimes worry that my stuffed animals and die cast cars and planes will get taken away. I don't know why I worry about it, I just do.

I don't worry about that when I can't see the situation coming. I am calm and clueless most of the time.

However when I face the real situation I get an instant panic attack. When my computer broke I was furious and lamenting as if someone really close to me died and I couldn't calm down for a long time. The most fun thing is I am an IT specialist so I am supposed to be able to deal with a computer breaking(that's the reason why I got interested in fixing computers - to be able to fix anything that prevents me from accessing to my special interests). But when my game/forum is suddenly at the stake I lose my self control for a while. I can fix the computer after a few hours but I have to experience the meltdown first.

I'm anxious all the time because since I started college my interests are taken away by me. I cannot do what I don't like but I can't do what I do like because I should be doing what I must, which is what I don't want to do.