Whenever I’m worried, anxious, stressed, or otherwise out of sorts, I can’t sleep.
Penny, on the other hand, never struggles with insomnia. She falls asleep as soon as she finds a cozy spot. And she wakes up unfailingly cheerful and ready for her next adventure…no coffee required to turn on her engine.
I could learn a lot from my dog.
Catastrophizing: You believe that what has happened or will happen will be so awful and unbearable that you won’t be able to stand it.
I’m on a long and lonely path towards personal growth, self-awareness and (hopefully) happiness.
It’s not easy because my personal life is such a shambles, and I’m prone to a touch of anxiety.
I’ve been told I catastrophize. Never having heard this term before, I was impressed how closely it seems to fit me and my thought processes.
They say knowledge is power. Maybe, just maybe, now I’m aware I do this, I can learn to control it.
I sure hope so, because if I can’t chillax, I’ll probably give myself a heart attack and die a horrible death long before I ever collect my pension. And the dog…with her separation anxiety, she’ll waste away without me, and it’ll be my fault.
The Grey Divorcee 