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Alone With My Worry Monster

on June 5, 2014

Dont Worry

Some days my emotions get the better of me and, no matter how logical I try to be, there is no winning against the worry monster!

I have sayings posted all around my office. Half of them are telling me not to worry and why not.

I read them over and over again. Like a mantra.

It helps sometimes.

Loverman and I have established a checks and balances system that works out most of the time.

But sometimes the checks don’t balance and I start to worry.

Most times when I am worried about nothing, I tell myself that everything is fine.



Because something deep-down inside of me really does believe that it’s fine.

That there’s nothing to worry about.

Even if there was, I wouldn’t be able to do anything about it anyway.

Worry is a Waste

7 responses to “Alone With My Worry Monster

  1. says:

    Instead of worrying, address the roots or causes of your worries!

  2. I agree try to set your mind at ease. You can only worry about something or someone when you care! So the worrying though probably futile is sign that you love and care for someone or something, and that is a good thing.

    • A very kind friend of mine said the same thing and you are both very, very right. My entire relationship with Loverman has helped me learn a lot of things — and it has really settled down my worrying. But, you are correct, I will worry about him as long as I care. Thank you for that! ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. I’m a big worrier too. And it creates anxiety. My therapist suggests creating the scenario that happens after the worry comes true: if you lose your job, what actually does happen next…then makes me walk through the steps. I tell him it doesn’t help. I just worry anyway. I’d prefer the drugs. Which he gives me. Then I leave happy. :/. Teasing. Worry is a tough thing. I like quotes to keep me thinking positive too. And friends. And the blog. It all helps. And any little bit that helps on the outside means less worry on the inside.

    • It does. And anxiety causes your cortisol levels to rise. And then your body starts storing fat around your midsection. And we all know what that means?!?! LOL! j/k

      All joking aside, you are right, too: I will just worry anyway, but I try really hard to make the worry constructive and rational. I actually like your therapist’s idea of creating the scenario; I kind of do it already while I am trying to apply rationality (however, I think that in the job case, creating the scenario might just make it worse for me!). I prefer the drugs, too, but I self-medicate with plenty of mary-jane and, occasionally, other hallucinogens ๐Ÿ˜‰

      The blog (and blogoshpere) are very therapeutic for me, too!

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