I am 1000% guilty of living in my head and in the future as opposed to in the moment.
I feel like a lot of my fellow Type A, recovering people pleaser, organized planners, and “What if-ers” are as well.
Have you ever not been able to sleep and sit up thinking about how you would handle conversations and situations that
haven't ever happened and
probably would never
happen?
If you
haven't,
wow what is
that
like?
If you
have,
do you want to be
friends?
I attribute this to an obsessive need to be prepared for anything that life throws my way. I wasn't always this way. I would say that certain situations in my life molded me into being a person who needed to be prepared for every “what if?” scenario because I experienced things I could have never prepared for.
See that “could have never”, that's the most important part.
I know I could not have and will not be able to predict
everything
that life throws my way.
Unless I had a time machine, which I am actively trying to build in my spare time but I am short 1.21 Gigawatts.
Yet knowing this
doesn’t
hinder my brain's ability to obsess about what is
to come.
I want to know how my husband and I are going to handle it if our middle schooler has detention. I want to know where we will be living in 10 years. I want to know if my dreams happen. I want to know if I am proud of myself. I want to know when things are going to happen.
I want to have the plan in place so it's not a “first heard” if/when we get there.
I understand that example is not reasonable so I try to take actions or have conversations about things that are actively upcoming like the wedding or his return home. Future facing things but
not
15+ years future facing.
I like to be in control and I like to be prepared. Now if you couple this with the dreamer in me that has lots of big visions, goals, dreams, ideas, etc. it becomes quite
complicated.
There are
two
problems with this:
I had a conversation with my therapist about this the other week. I was talking about how the past year of my life I have placed conditions on how I am feeling. Granted, this past year has been one of the most stressful of my life, but that doesn't give me an
excuse.
So I asked her:
“When do things actually get less stressful, or is being perpetually stressed part of adulthood?”
I mean… that's a pretty
heavy
but relevant question.
The thing that she said is something I already knew. I have literally written blog posts about it (Entry No. 7: Are We There Yet?” I am unhappy and anxious because I keep placing my happiness as a
when.
If I continue to do that my list would grow to when I got pregnant, when I gave birth, when I had kids, when I had another kid, when they walked, when they talked, when they went to school, when the graduated, when I retired, when they got married, when they had kids,
when when when when WHEN.
*doomsday spiral activated*
See what I am learning is that there is always another when. There is always a reason to prolong happiness because we think that where we are isn’t ideal, good enough, or the final destination.
See the thing is tomorrow isn't guaranteed.
One hour from now isn't guaranteed.
One minute from now isn't guaranteed.
Life is
precious.
Although it is the longest thing that we do, life is
short.
We are doing ourselves
no
favors by wasting away in the now in preparation for a future that may
never
come.
So I am practicing (and sometimes failing) at patience. At slowing down and only taking on the direct action items that I have (which don’t get me wrong is still quite a lot) and at appreciating the moment
before
it has passed.
As one of the characters on my favorite and the best TV show of all time said:
“I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you've actually left them.” - Andy Bernard (NardDog)
Love you more,
Morgan
Check this out Corner:
The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle.
A loved book on the path to becoming a better, more enlightened person who lives for the moment and doesn't take one second of life for granted.
is the passionate creator and driving force behind The Modest Journal. At 28 years old, she wears many hats as the owner, founder, CEO, and self-described "resident words girl."
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