August 2009
89 posts
things are going well again, finally, but I can’t help thinking that I thought things were going well before. before they stopped going well.
this can’t be all there is
I wonder if the damn dog knocked over the trash again and I’m going to come home to a stinky mass of steakbones all over the living room.
What if I don't like having kids?
It seems like the thing to do, and my husband wants to do it, and everyone says how great it is and how great I would be at it, but…what if they’re wrong and I hate it and I suck? Then I’m not even the one who suffers most if that’s the case.
What if no one really thinks it’s a good idea they’re just saying it to shut me up?
So many people I know are dying - it is just so depressing. Life has a beginning and an end but even though I’m getting older I don’t feel like I’m old enough to see so much sadness lately.
I am so disappointed that my kids don’t know how good they have it. They seem to feel entitled to everything and cannot remember to use their manners!
I spend too much time doing crap that’s not important and forego doing the stuff that should matter. This is not necessarily a worry, just an observation after spending the last hour on Facebook when I could be sleeping.
my biggest thing is this feeling that time is passing so quick and I’m missing something or ought to be doing something but don’t know what that something is.
I worry myself sick. sometimes I don’t even know what im worried about, i can’t identify the source of the worry. but i still feel sick
I hate worrying about the stupid stuff, especially relationships. Why do we do it to ourselves? We freak out about how that person looks, or whether they are into you, or if they are the right person. Who the heck cares, right? There are other fish in the sea. Yet we worry ourselves sick anyways, it’s just not worth it.
Significant Other
Lately I am worried that the guy I am with is not the one, and if so, why do I stay? Then there are days that are great where I love him.
Rushing...
I feel like in life all we do is rush in life to get to the next step or phase of life. We rush to grow up b/c we hate living with our parents then we get to live on our own and we complain when we are broke then we rush to get a job, we get a job and then we complain about how easy it was just being in school. Next step is to rush to get married and have kids and then rush to stop working to...
Pet Peeves
Annoying things bothering me at the moment - bosses that arent competent, people that invite themselves to your home or do the “stop by”, people waiting until the last minute and then I have to have a heart attack to get things done and when I follow the rules and no one else does.
It is so frustrating when someone says they will be here at a certain time and don’t show up until many hours later! Why don’t people keep their word and know how inconsiderate they are when they arrive late?
CT-scan
what if they find mushrooms growing in my brain?
The doctor - and WebMD - says it’s nothing serious. What if they’re all wrong. What if we’re in for a surprise.
i just don’t think I can keep up anymore.
Habits
I worry that it takes me so long to break habits that negatively impact my life, that my life will pass me by before the struggle ends.
And those things that nuns where, them too.
Damn. My pants feel kind of snug today.
not enough month at the end of the money
worried that i am not always ‘present’. it’s tough to always be ‘present’.
neuroses
I’m afraid I won’t finish what I started, or that I will fail to achieve it. I’m afraid that I will lose everything and wind up on the streets.
I worry that the house will never be clean again!
Did I leave the stove on this morning?
Was the tattoo needle really clean?????
my kids making good choices as they grow up.
Worrying
Sometimes I worry that I won’t have enough to worry about.
I hardly every worry and that worries me. I don’t want to be one of those people in denial, thinking I have a wonderful life, only to have it blow to bits when I least expect it…now I’m worried…there.
I’m worried that I’ll never know whether he’s the one or not.
Why is it that I work out 12 hours a week and don’t look the way I want? It’s so frustrating I can hardly stand it. And it’s just not fair.
I worry that the things I did in my past really will come back to haunt me.
Money.
I worry that even though I feel/look better than I have in years, that it’s already too little too late.
STRIPPER SYNDROME
I live in Las Vegas..will I ever get tired of dating strippers?
ADDreaming
There are so many things I want to do and a different thing every day. If I keep changing plans midstream, I’ll never accomplish anything. If I narrow down my field of dreams, I may miss the best one.
saw a show on the discovery channel. you can be infested with parasites for years and never know it, and then one day, you just suddenly can’t see. or worse. who knows where you’ll be when this happens. driving a car. flying a plane. i could have a parasite right now. or that guy in that car over there. or the pilot flying the plane I’m on next week.
the cheese on my sandwich didn’t look “right”
i can’t help thinking that my friends think I’m boring. but when I “try” to be interesting, I feel like they know I’m being fake.
Can't stop
will I ever stop touching myself?
I worry about President Obama getting assassinated.
What if I’m stuck in suburbia FOREVER??????
With one of those “normal” lives on some street with manicured lawns, unable to escape?
What if I come home to find a huge spider standing in my kitchen?
Snakes in the john.
Will I sit on the toilet one day, only to be bitten on my ass by a snake? I know they can’t come up through the pipes, but I still look before I sit.
Will someone attack me if I walk outside at night? I prepare for this by imagining I am preparing for the Zombie apocalypse. You know, locking the door and setting the alarm…..during the day, even. Running quickly to the backyard with my dog at night.
Every time I think about teaching, I wonder: Will there come a day when I fart loudly in front of my students….in the middle of a lecture? And will they tell their friends?
No matter how much money I make, I find a way to be broke.
Another day
When will this project ever be over and our home restored to normal?
I’m praying that I won’t be tested on this
I swear I can’t survive even one more day of this.