Thursday, April 26, 2018

A to Z Challenge -The Letter W - Worry, Worry, Worry

I am participating in the “April Blogging From A to Z Challenge” for 2018.  Except for Sundays, but starting with Sunday April 1, I will be writing a post each day in April.  Working through the alphabet, by the end of the challenge I will have posted 26 writings. 


I’ve probably written about this subject before.   Probably because it is such a large part of who I am.   I am a non discriminatory worrier.  I worry big and small. 
I don’t like being a worrier.  In fact I hate it.  I hate it because I recognize all of the things about worry.

The Worry List:
1.  Worrying doesn’t predict or change the future.   That’s a big one.  I suppose I could leave it at that because that says it all, doesn’t it?
2.  Worrying causes physical problems.    At least for me it does.   For instance, today I have a dentist appointment.  I do not like to go to the dentist.   I am trying to be calm.  I thought writing   might help.  It’s not.  I have a headache and my stomach is doing flip flops. 
3.  Logic and Worry.  An oxymoron.  Need I say more?
4. Once the conductor has lost control Worry is a runaway train.

I’m sure I could come up with more things, but I worry that I won’t finish this post in time. 

I’ve been told on many occasions to stay in the moment.  Be present.  Mediate.  Concentrate on your breathing.   

Hold on while I take a moment to try that.  Darn the phone is ringing.   
Okay let me try that again.

Nope, didn’t work.

I downloaded an app on my phone called “Calm”.  According to their Ad, it is the Apple Store’s App of the year for 2017.

I paid the $59.00 annual fee.  I’ve used the “Bedtime” stories feature and it did help me fall asleep.  But I haven’t given the other features a real go.   I worry that it won’t work and I will have wasted $59.00.

What me worry?  Yep!


  1. I know that feeling and it seems to get worse as you get older too! If you find the answer, let me know. In the meantime just keep on knitting and stay in that moment Lynda!

    1. Hi Jan, :)
      I think at my age, it’s most likely the best I can do is embrace my worrying :)

  2. There was something on PBS a few months ago about calming anxieties. It wasn't helpful to me, but I'll pass it along in case it works better for you.

    (1) Make a list of every single one of your worries. Don't filter yourself. Write them all down. (2) Take the list and classify each worry: things you can do something about, things you can't do anything about, and things you're not sure about.

    I believe the rest of it had to do with dealing with the things you could so something about. I can't remember the title, or I'd tell you what it was. It seemed like some practical advice instead of the usual "don't worry", which is less than helpful.

    1. Thanks Liz. I must admit I have never really given any of the methods a serious try. I supposed seeing a list of my worries might help put them in perspective, though.

  3. Hari OM
    Lynda, now I worry about your worrying... no, that's too flippant, forgive me. What I mean to say is that I 'feel' for your worry. As a counsellor I cannot read this and not care. Worry of a chronic nature can be exhausting. Generalized Anxiety Disorder sounds like it might be at the core of yours. That link describes it and offers some sel-help which you can choose to apply - or not... Sending Love. YAM xx

    1. Oh, thank you for your concern :) I took a peek at the link you provided. I think I do fall into the GAD category but on the lighter side. There were some valuable suggestions in the article. I went through a tough time after my son died. I believe it magnified the GAD. Although, I am still grieving and probably always will, The GAD has subsided somewhat.

    2. Hari OM
      No parent can ever truly not grieve for a lost child; however, that grief ought not to grip and prevent the parent from operating fully in the world. It will soften and that is right and proper. Glad you found the link of some use. Yxx

  4. Oh worry. Worry gets me at night, on the verge of falling asleep, something leaps into my mind and away I go with it. Usually if I step back and really look at the worry, I’ll see the craziness of it and I’m able to let go.