You and I apparently worry about completely diffent things...
this post was submitted on 05 Jul 2025
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Often, you realize that not even the worst case is that life changing.
Usually 10 years later, you look back and don't even remeber it.
How about “Things I worried but it turns out to be way worse”
I mean personally I look at all the stuff we had to be ridiculously prepared for to survive and I don't get to concerned about over worrying. I am an american though.
And then I make a conscious decision to not worry this time and it all goes to shit because I didn't think it through.
So far!
We suffer more in imagination than in reality.
- Seneca
Great quote. When I’m actually able to stay present, all my worries/anxieties melt away
It has a great sequel "All the Things I'm Embarrassed About That Nobody Remembers or Even Noticed"
I'm still working through "Stuff I thought was fine but actually blew up"
Chapter 1:
Emory pranced into the room projecting every ounce of confidence he could manifest into his self attempted saunter. The tumble that threw his balance he turned into a strut, throwing his hips momentem left to right embracing the thought of empowerment while frieghtened by the thought of emasculation. His fears turned into confidence as he flaunted poise he never thought he could embody until he reached the center table. With his chin high and chest extended he turned to soak in the rooms observants. To which he found no one looking, nothing at all. As no one noticed nor would have cared. And once again Emory realized he was truly alone.
Yep we're the leads in our own story not anyone else's