All For Naught

My Mom taught me this wonderful skill of worrying...I completely blame her for teaching it to me, but I blame myself for continuing to do so. Worrying is so exhausting...I lose focus, I lose sleep, I lose motivation. And as it so happens, it always turns out to be all for naught.

My worries are always unfounded, and it's always my head that gets running away from me. In my heart I know the truth, but my head is going off on varied tangents that I feel like I can't control, but I KNOW that I can. For some stupid reason, I choose not to control it, and I just go on my whims and I worry.

Stupid worrying....I hate it!
Lucidblue Lucidblue
36-40, F
4 Responses Sep 21, 2010

The funny thing is that I am logical enough to know that everything you say is true, I knew it before....but somewhere something takes over that logic and I worry. I fully realize it and acknowledge it...but such is my laundry list of things to change! lol It's in the queue! hehe


Nope! I know that it's completely irrational! It's merely a learned habit that I have to change!

No, I'm not logical at all! lol I don't think, I feel...