When I read the above quote, I knew it
was meant for me.
I
often feel like I am suffocating from worry. I get caught in a loop of anxiety
and despair. The more I struggle, the tighter this noose gets around my
neck—until it strangles all thought and action.
I am
paralyzed by my habit of over analysis. I like to dig—to search deeply.
Unfortunately, I have trouble doing anything in moderation. I end up digging a
big trench around me and then I’m stuck in it.
I
pride myself on making smart choices. This has become part of my identity. Every
time I make a stupid decision—and yes, I have made a few—I beat myself up over
it. I tend to remain stagnant for fear of making a dumb move. Opportunities
pass me by…
I
live next to a 4-lane highway with a center median. In order to go into the
closest town, I have to make a left turn onto the highway. I usually wait for
all the traffic to be clear, just to be safe. Some days, I end up muttering to
myself: “Darn! I could’ve gone after that
car…I could’ve made it if I hadn’t hesitated so much.” Over the years I
have lost my confidence in my driving abilities.
Indecisiveness
often masquerades as prudence. Extreme caution atrophies courage, until one is
debilitated by uncertainty. Making even small moves, gently exercising our
decisive muscles regularly, can get us out of this downward spiral. Our
confidence builds up with every opportunity that we capitalize on, with every
positive decision. It’s true that one bad decision will knock you back down to
your knees…but we learn what we can from it, and get up and move again.
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