Hey Allison! I see we are both card carrying members of the same club!! “The Worriers Club” or otherwise known as “The Worrywarts!” Of course there is that other genre of Warriors that are adept in the heat of battle but this category that I admit to be quite proficient in are also quite capable in other or certain kinds of battle fields; the more cerebral arenas! Straight out of the gate I can say how my more worrisome hesitant attitude did keep me out of situations that would have otherwise sucked me in just the way they did many others, even many persons that I grew up with! I remember clearly the peer pressure by buddies wanting to get high all of the time and saying how smoking weed is nothing, so why not; but I was always leery of it, first because drawing any breathe laden with toxic chemicals or smoke of any kind into my lungs was too weird! Then there was the fact that Pot does have specific chemicals that do give a buzz to those that enjoy that transition to being stoned and attempt to escape reality, but, at what cost once a person becomes psychologically and biologically dependent to this induced effect; and truth be known Marijuana is a psychoactive drug! It actually contains upwards of 500 chemicals, one of which is the well-known THC, which is a proven mind-altering compound that absolutely causes harmful health effects over time; perhaps not as risky as using LSD which has been known to damage a person’s mind with one use, but, nonetheless any damaging effect should be avoided if a person plans on taking care of their life in a responsible manner; we after all get only the one body we are born with!!
I was always top grades in chemistry and knew that chemical reactions are a natural occurrence in this existence but not all of them are good. So my being very selective about this matter kept me away from any interest in Pot or any drug including alcohol, “Alcohol, sometimes referred to by the chemical name ethanol, is a psychoactive drug that is the active ingredient in drinks such as beer, wine, and distilled spirits” (Wikipedia), which can be very addictive as we all well know someone that became an alcoholic or still is one!
Fortunately for me my being a guy that according to many friends worried too much which was true as compared to them and others at least, I didn’t end up with some drug hang-up or habit that led to very serious, as my dad would say, “consequences for doing something that wasn’t right,” or “good for me!” My grandfather had a strong motto; “Avoid Trouble!” So I did and some of the guys I grew up with got deep into drug or alcohol habits and sorry to say most damaged their health or lives in a variety of ways or are already departed; having lived a much shorter life because they weren’t being prudent or a perhaps a bit of a “worrywart!”
The only thing I want to add as a caveat of caution for now about being such a worrisome person, for me as an example, that it tends to create a stress that I’ve had to try to recognize and find ways that are sensible to avoid being too much like the squirrel that gets all of his nuts in a bunch, and starts to get a bit nutty in the process! In other words, worrying taken too far can make a person neurotic and even a basket case or bundle of nerves; so one must learn to monitor their own need to be careful and sensible with being overly concerned and a bit paranoid! It comes down to having one’s mind aware and being capable of assessing the “risk/benefit analysis” moving forward in any behavior or action to keep things on an even keel! More simply put perhaps we can say that extremes in any direction are generally never healthy or wise and maybe not going to get one wealthy either; of course there are different kinds of wealth aren’t there! Blessings!
Allison! Goodness me I slipped and forgot the crux of my message to you and anyone that cares! Here is the whole of it in a nutshell; maybe a squirrels one special nut, like me I’m a special nut! At least to who it matters to!
Bless you! ✝️
Brother in Christ Jesus,
This Thanksgiving, I am grateful for fear. That’s a strange statement, I know, but it’s true: I’m grateful for what worrying has taught me. I’ve struggled with anxiety my entire life, and this year I’ve realized that as frustrating as that journey has been, I wouldn’t trade it even if I could. It’s been an incredible blessing in disguise, and today I wanted to explain why.
Here’s a little piece of my story. 🙂
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