WORRY WORRY WORRY TOO MUCH
i’ve always been a worrier. my personality is definitely type A. a splash of anxiety, a few drops of paranoia, and a heavy dose of worry. the remedy? TAKE A CHILL PILL, BRI.
there are definitely times when my worry becomes heightened. i noticed on our trip to thailand recently how many times my mind was spinning with worry. here, check out just SOME of my inner dialogue…and realize that my worry is real. this may sound crazy if you are a type B person…but type A’s, you can relate i think. right?!
snorkeling instructor: “ok, so just jump off the boat. the water is beautiful! if you see a jellyfish, swim the other way. the coral is sharp, so be careful in this direction. and there are sea snakes sometimes, but don’t worry at all, they are harmless. have fun!”
bri’s dialogue with her own mind: “oh HEEEEEELLLLLL no. did that dude just say sea snakes? not harmful? HA! it’s harmful to my emotional state if i see one of those stupid things slithering by me. (pictures herself cutting her leg on coral, bleeding and attracting snakes, sharks and everything else terrible in the ocean who want to feed on her fresh blood.) bri, when else are you going to be able to snorkel in water like this! jump in, everyone else is doing it. ummm, did you hear he said there are SEA SNAKES IN THERE?! i need a drink.”
we get in a cab at the airport, and ask the guy to take us to our hotel…10 minutes go by. i sit back and start taking in the fact that we just got to THAILAND. this is awesome. cue the inner dialogue…
bri’s dialogue with her own mind: hmmmm. are you sure he is taking you to your hotel? i mean, he didn’t really seem confident when you showed him the address and i don’t see any signs on the road. do you think this guy has a machete? bri, he is a cab driver who is going to a hotel. don’t do this. (checks locks on the door to see if he was possibly inspired by the “bone collector” movie) ok, locks haven’t been removed. cool. let’s just enjoy this drive, we will be there soon. ok, but this road does kinda look like a back road. (looks over at arian with “do you think he’s taking us on a back road?” eyes) he’s not even worried. why are you? chill. ok, but if this guy has a machete i’m just gonna jump out of the car. but i should probably jump with my passport so i can get out of the country. right?!” (puts crossbody purse on in preparation for fast exit.)
on a small boat that looks like a canoe, with our luggage…
bri’s dialogue with her own mind: “sinking would seriously suck right now. i wonder if luggage floats? probably not. do you think they accept water damaged passports at the airport. i really don’t want to lose my photos from the trip, my phone is going to get ruined. you should have backed those up on dropbox. ugh, stupid. this is fun, adventurous. smile!”
on plane during turbulence. my favorite.
bri’s dialogue with her own mind: “this is it. we’re goin down. that flight attendant TOLD you that accidents don’t really happen during turbulence. it’s fine. but remember that scene in LOST when the whole back of the plane flew off?! you better say your prayers, sister.”
so it seems funny to me, looking back…but worrying is awful! my imagination builds up these insane movie-like scenarios and it can be really stressful. are you the worrying type? does it get better with age? (i feel like mine got worse!) how do you deal with it? be honest…is it xanax?
(spooning spoons gif by randi brookman harris)