I was the definition of worry; I worry about so many things. My brain processes so many things in an instant. It began with the multiple tasks I do each day. I get worried when I can't lay a finger on some of them, and then days turn to weeks, then months. I began to feel scared—scared of failure. Will I truly achieve the kind of life I want? Most times, I doubt myself, backing it up as a fantasy. Fantasy I couldn't bring to life, and each day the worry and guilt keep thrusting deep inside my heart.
I yawned for change; by scale of preference, my negativity weighs more than the positive. There is this voice deep down that tries to compensate when I try to fail. Why not sleep instead of staying awake? You can't connect to this. That voice was bigger and more audible than that tiny voice that tells me to get up whenever my alarm clock rings. I choose that tiny voice, but not all the time. That tiny voice adds to my success every day, and the bigger voice that tells me to sleep even when I feel so much guilt slacks me backwards.
I began to accept and appreciate myself,my weaknesses, successes, and endeavors. I wasn't there yet, but I will surely be there someday. Letting go of worry and hate is extremely hard, but as humans, we are all bound to worry a lot about so many things, both present and future. We are so scared in our hearts. Like someone who had an accident and one of your limbs was hung on a rope. The next thing that shoots through your mind is, "Will I ever walk again?" then regret, "I wish I never stepped out; this wouldn't have happened." Then blames, and it keeps going on.
I went to visit a family friend in the hospital; I couldn't even stay for an hour. I had tears in my eyes, and I began to appreciate the healthy life I have. Why worry about so many things when I have sound health and could achieve so many things?
Bravery is when you face your fears—those fears that ache down your heart—that's the one I'm talking about. I can't keep on living with guilt each day. Worrying has a way of affecting my physical being. For me, I lose so much weight when I get so worried. And the hardest thing I did was analyze my worries. I began to ask myself some questions. Is this really worth worrying about? If yes, what are the possible solutions to handle it? I identify the problem, its cause, and possible solutions. Just having alone time with myself over the weekends is enough to make my new week great.
Happiness is free; you have the ability to be happy even at the worst moments of your life. We control our thoughts. Let's take, for instance, that A is a businessman, as is B.
Both A and B failed in their businesses. A went home to suck in his worries and regret some of the decisions, while B went home to analyze his mistake and know where and where to improve. Both had different thoughts; they encountered the same difficult situation, but their thoughts were what changed the next decision they would make.
By changing those mindsets into happier settings and banishing worries, both are choices we make every day.
I prioritize self-care; most times, when I feel so down with worries, I put a call across to a close friend of mine. Is it just me talking for almost an hour? I feel a heavy weight lifted up my shoulder, and I feel better. Most times I take a walk, but these work for me effectively: call a friend, listen to music, and just outside listening to the birds of the earth, my eyes locked in their beauty.