I am so good at worrying. So very good. My kind of worrying does not look like twisting my hair or biting my nails, it looks like THINKING HARD and MAKING PLANS.
What will I do if this doesn’t work? What will I do if someone gets hurt? What will I do if this ends badly? What will I do if they don’t understand? What will I do if this is scary? What will I do if there’s no parking—or worse, only parallel parking?
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If I can think of every possible future scenario and make a plan for each and every one, then nothing will be uncertain.
I will be ready for anything.
No surprises! No fear.
It’s a lot of work, though. I feel like I ought to get credit for it somehow.
Maybe if I hit a certain quantity of worry, or maybe if I worry thoroughly enough—maybe that could change the trajectory of the universe just a touch? This feels reasonable to me.