I’m 54 years old and I struggle to think of anything that has happened to me that has been really bad, as in life threateningly awful, really, really bad. Furthermore, anything that I have not been able to deal with.
Yet in my mind, I have imagined almost every horrific thing that you could come up with and not just once but again and again and yep, again. If all the bad things I had imagined might happen, had happened, well I wouldn’t be 54 and I wouldn’t be writing this blog. Even if 1% of them had occurred, then life would have been beyond description ‘bad’.
We can stop our worrying…bad things happen in the mind, which we control. In real life not much happens really…we to be worried about and the worrying stops us enjoy the good.