The Bigger Problem

I just remembered something that I wanted to write in here, and had specifically written it down in my note book not to forget. Wouldn’t you know that’s exactly what I did for a whole week, but now to the actual entry: Isn’t it funny how some only concern themselves with whatever that’s bad that might happen? Something bad happened to me and I will not bore you with the details, but as it is seen it was not the end of the world. I couldn’t stop thinking about what is to come regarding the matter and was constantly worried; after I became a little calmer I started thinking about my normal daily life. The truth is I’m always concerned about something bad happening, if it’s not the homework that I’ve forgotten then it’s the comment a classmate made about my hair. There is always something of more importance there; there never is a happy thought all alone. Even if it’s my birthday I’ll be worried about the food served at my party or the outfit I’ll be wearing. No matter how small all these concerns grow into what is my daily life. There is always some kind of problem, and my theory is, even if the matter at hand is not an important one I will still make it into a big deal because there are no other problems that I can concern myself with. My point is this, there is always something there to worry about but if looked at more carefully, it’s easy to tell I’m just overreacting. I have realized that nothing is that big of a deal, it’s just very hard to live by that rule, after all (unfortunately) I have feelings too and they prevent me from looking at life logically. You might notice all the issues are addressed to my own life because I would like to stop my habit of telling people what they think and how they feel, I find it makes many of them uncomfortable. Also truly on this subject I have no idea what other people think and have not bothered to ask if they are the same way, but truly I find myself constantly worrying about insignificant issues that will blow over no matter how much thought I put into them or what actions I take. So I try to put in my schedule, sometime not to worry about anything and to just have meaningless fun, it’s surprising how much free-time I have on my hands now that I believe that nothing really matters, so I watch 2 hours of Scrubs everyday and laugh myself to tears(sometimes it’s not even funny, but I laugh anyways). That is the most fun I have had sense I was 6 when I really had nothing to worry about. The final note: Maybe thinking about the problems is a bigger problem itself.