Worrying

Worry, it’s a draining burden, but is it necessary?

What could you do less of?

Its probably a subject matter that will be picked up on quite a bit i should imagine, purely because of the state of things in this big wide world, and because of the burdens we put upon our selves quite unnecessarily. Now I ain’t any psychologist, and you aren’t going to find a health hack here. Someone has asked the question, and I’m just giving my two penneth worth as they say.

Why do we worry? God knows, we worry about what others think when in all truthfulness they don’t give a rats ass about you, it’s something that has somehow worked its way into your psyche and it’s now programmed to pester you 24hrs a day. Just forget it they say, that’s easier said than done, it’s like a medieval soldier being sent into battle and being told, “Don’t worry about any armour, they just want to talk!” As soon as your defences are down, fight and flight appears on the scene, and that makes things a million times worse.

It’s strange that some of our biggest battles are with our own internal settings, when in our own personal little world there really is nothing to worry about. We worry about things that could happen, when they most probably will not, we worry about others, which is not a bad thing, but we neglect our own well being.

And here I am, fully loaded with all of the above spouting all this bilge out, why? Am I just replying to that prompt issued by WP? Or am I crying out for help? Probably neither to be honest, I’m just letting people know in advance that I’m probably one of life’s inherently natural worriers, and if I ever meet you I’m probably going to worry about your well being as well.

It’s probably why I’m so introverted, there’s a limit to just how much infectious burden you can bear, and to be honest I think my brain has a short circuit in that area.

It would be lovely to off load all that burden, and for once, stand without that emotional globe on my weary shoulders.

Take care, and have a wonderful day, i worry about you.

Deep thinking it’s a burden, or is it?

As I wrote earlier today in this post, Strange dream I touched on the fact that I tend to overthink things, in fact I’m a full blown professional at it. And then, this post appears from the team at Anxiety unplugged project, and it has me thinking about it even more. But on a more positive level.

Excellent info as always

Not saying I’m a great mind at all, but some times it’s nice to blow smoke up your own tubes 😂

Rather have the good life

What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

A long life would certainly appeal to me under certain conditions, just ensure my wife and family have the same gift of that long life. But they won’t will they? That said, the illness and frailty that nature bestows on you as you age does not come across as very appealing.

There is absolutely no doubt that I have enjoyed my life and time here and continue to do so. But if i lose the ability to move, to communicate and become totally dependent on other people’s time, then that might be reason to let the grim reaper know its time to arrive at my door, as I do not want to be that burden on anyone.

Life is a precious gift, of that there is no doubt, but in some cases that gift can become a burden. If I was to lose my social circle, this would be another reason to call time.

I’d imagine living an exceptionally long life could in some cases be viewed more as being given a sentence, that is how I see it, personally to me. To you and others it may come across as different and I respect that. However as you are reading my site, my views, this is how I feel.

I want a good life where I achieve all I wish to achieve, meet good people and have a damned good laugh. I don’t want to be the last to go, but I also don’t want to be the first. I’m not greedy, I know my time will come I just hope it’s not too soon, or too late.

Bit of a grim subject but these things need discussing.

Stay healthy, be happy.