Walking around strung out on our own bullshit

One of my old coworkers was a highly anxious person.

She sweat like a whore in church on a daily basis, and it was disruptive to the rest of the team, not to mention her own psyche.

Here’s an example.

When midday comes around, she starts pacing around the office, complaining about how she’s hungry, asking other people whether or not they’re hungry, working herself into a pointless tizzy about lunch, but ultimately goes back to her desk without making any kind of decision.

It’s infuriating. My only thought during her absurd daily constitutional is, just go buy a freaking sandwich lady. Nourish your body with some protein instead of more anxious thoughts, and everything will be fine.

Hell, I’ll go across the street right now and buy you a falafel, if that will put an end to your manic energy.

This suggests a big question:

Is this really what you want to be spending your thought process on?

If the answer is no, then redirect your energy into a more calming direction. Sounds better than being bent over by the heaviness of the dark world your thoughts have created, right?

It comes back to choice. That’s the foundation of all cognitive behavioral tactics like this. We have to become aware enough of our thoughts and emotions to see when there is a choice to be made, which is all the time.

We have to look for opportunities to spend our thought process on what we want.

In short, we have to get that train onto a different track. It’s a minor adjustment, but it has a major impact on whether or not stress hormones are mobilizing inside our bodies.

LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Have you learned how to gain a sense of relief and distance from the burden of your own thoughts?

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