How To Stop Worrying And Start Living

Do you think you know why we worry so much about things which are not too problematic as we feel sometimes. I agree that worrying can be helpful when it spurs you to solve some important moment or take action. What if you can't stop it? Sounds awful! Can you imagine yourself worrying about everything. There are some tips that could help you and I gathered the best of them.

1) Have a list of all your worries written! When I have too much "problems" to be solved, I usually try to make a list to distinguish between solvable and unsolvable problems.

2) One of my favorite web-bloggers says "Worried people often have a sense of urgency. They think, 'I need the answer right now and if I don't get it then something terrible will happen.'" Look at the advantages and disadvantages of demanding such urgency. "Rather than focus on the sense of urgency, instead focus on what you observe right now," which is very important to understand.

3) Ask yourself these questions:

* What’s the evidence that the thought is true? That it’s not true?
* Is there a more positive, realistic way of looking at the situation?
* What’s the probability that what I’m scared of will actually happen?
* If the probability is low, what are some more likely outcomes?
* Is the thought helpful? How will worrying about it help me and how will it hurt me?
* What would I say to a friend who had this worry?

4) Work out. Few things work so well and consistently as working out to release inner tensions and to move out of a head space that is extra vulnerable to worries. So even though working out helps you to build a stronger body your main motivation to keep doing it is for the wonderful and predictable mental benefits.

5) Spend more time in the present moment. When you spend too much time reliving the past in your mind then it easy to start feeding your worries about the future. When you spend too much time in the future then is also easy to get swept away by disaster scenarios.

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There Are Two Sides To Every Story

In today's blog I will be making you a story about a Boss and his Watchman.

The story is made and blended in first person omniscient point of view, although it's never in any way related to my life - please take note. My Boss was a wealthy man. He drove a luxury car every day and it was my duty to greet him and open the gate for him, as I worked as a watchman in his villa. But he never responded to my greetings. One day, he saw me opening the garbage bags outside his villa in search of any leftover food. But as usual, he never even looked at me, it was as if he never saw anything. So the next day as I was coming out from the villa, I saw a paper bag at the same place, but it was clean and the food inside was quite intact. It was as if someone had just brought it from the supermarket. I didn't bother as to where it came from. I just took the paper bag and was so happy about it. Every day I found this paper bag at the same place with fresh vegetables and all that we needed for home. This became my daily routine. I was eating and sharing this food with my wife and kids. I was wondering who this fool could be - to forget his paper bag full of fresh food.

One day, something terrible happened, my Boss was dead. There were too many guests coming to the villa and I didn't get any food that day. Maybe one of the guests must have taken the food. But the same thing happened the second day, the third day and the fourth day... It went on like this for few weeks and I found it difficult to provide food for my family. So I decided to ask the wife of my Boss for a raise in my salary or I would quit my job as a watchman. She was shocked after I told her and she asked me how come I never complained about my salary for the past 2 years and why is this salary not enough for me now. I gave her so many excuses but she was never convinced. Finally, I decided to tell her the truth. I told her the entire story of the bag of groceries, and as to how it was my daily food. She then asked me as to when this stopped. I told her that it was after the death of her husband, my Boss. And then I realized I stopped seeing the paper bag immediately after the death of my Boss. Why didn't I think that it was my Boss who's has been providing this for me? I guess it is because I never thought that someone who never replied to my greetings could ever be this generous! His wife started crying and I asked her to stop and that I'm sorry to have asked for a raise. I didn't know that it was your husband who was providing me with the meals. I will remain as a watchman and be happy to provide my services. His wife then said, 'I am crying because I've finally found the 7th person my husband was giving this bag full of food. I knew my husband was giving 7 people every day. I had already found 6 people, and all these days I have been searching for the 7th person, and today I found out...'

From that day onwards, I started to receive the bag full of food again, but this time, his some was bringing it to my house and giving it to my hand. But whenever I thanked him, he never replied. Just like his dad. One day, I told him THANK YOU in a very loud voice. He replied back and said to me to please not be offended when he doesn't reply, because he has a hearing problem, just like his dad. Oh! We have had been wrong judging others without knowing the true story behind their actions. Be kind and courteous in dealing with others, for everyone is fighting a hard battle. Be careful, not everything is about you. Before you assume, there is this thing called ASKING. Don't just jump to conclusion, because that is truly not an exercise, it may cause you more harm at the end of the day. Many of our problems are caused by how we process what happens around us. Don't judge a situation you have never been in. Be humble enough to learn. You do not know it all! There are two sides to a story. Don't believe everything you hear. Investigate before proper action. 

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A Diary Or A Bracelet?

At 1:30 pm the school bell rang. I ran towards the school gate. My physics teacher called me to the Library. I went with him. He took a book from the first shelf and told me to read the first and the last page. When I opened the first page, it was written about my physics teacher there. Then I read the last page and it shocked me. On that page there was nothing but some skull pictures.

Then suddenly a bone fell down from the book. I bent down to take that bone. When I took it in my hand, I found it was wet. Then I looked around and there was nobody. My eyes were searching for my physics teacher. I thought that he left the Library. I ran towards the Library gateway. I searched everywhere but did not find my teacher. My heart beats were too fast. I didn't know what to do!

Without informing any of the teachers I left the school. I reached home and ran towards my room quickly. I started to read the book. When I finished, I found out it was actually a diary! But I did not read the last page yet. When I opened the last page, only the blood was there. I was surprised because the blood was in liquid state. The pages were not wet by that blood except the last one.

I made a phone call to my physics teacher. His wife picked up the phone. She informed me that her husband died in the morning. I was shocked and scared. Then I walked towards the table to look at the diary. But that diary disappeared and only a bracelet in the skull shape was left. I was confused so much. I took that bracelet and threw it out of my window.

Still I don’t understand what it was, a diary or a bracelet! And the connection of my physics teacher with it. And from that day I have never seen my physics teacher again. Really, everything was unexplained to me! 

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Girls, The desire to lose weight

Everyone once in my life felt an irresistible desire to something in itself to change. I, as a woman, I feel this desire almost every month, because the desire to be perfect, probably occurs in each of the fair sex.

Now I would like to talk about one of these desires - the desire to lose weight.

Recently, the Internet is full of articles that the girl should (not, should not, and obliged!) To be slim, because in today's world the fullness of now "is not in vogue." And, accordingly, the girls produced a psychological setting to "lose weight to the norms of the world." We are trying by any means to take the very form that is considered ideal. We sit down on exhausting diets, we buy tickets in sports, swimming pool, we record in dance clubs, only to "get better."

Psychological installation on weight reduction. Is this good effect on health? Does this affect privacy?

I will give some real examples.

Example №1. The girl (let's call her Anna) sought to be ideal for her boyfriend. Personally, I was familiar with it and I can say with confidence that the full, it never was. So ... a little tummy, and that's all. But the desire to lose weight overrode. And, being of sound mind, she sat on a diet, in order to throw 10 kilos up to the ideal weight, which for its growth showed some questionable plaque on the Internet. Very villages. Very sharp. I saw her only six months, approximately. Man did not know ... And no, not for the better, it changed. I took off. During the first month 10 kg, as wanted. For the second month in a further 10, as the body began to refuse to take enough food for normal healthy people. I think to say about the state of her health, which is still recovering luminaries of medicine there. As for the effect on her personal life. Boyfriend broke up with her when she fell ill in hospital with exhaustion. Voila!

Example №2. My neighbor in the rented apartment. It's an incredibly complex person. She is so obsessed with his desire that binds him absolutely everything that happens in her life. Gone guy? "That's because I'm fat." In the post gave the other girl? "This is because it is thinner than me." The witness at the wedding of a friend chose another? "This is because in the weight category do not fit." And so all the time. About six months ago she began to walk on some courses, which offer drink cocktail instead of the usual meal. We have the whole kitchen just littered with all sorts of these jars, for which you need to lay out each month few amount. You may ask: "Are there any results?" Yes. Minus 2 kg in six months. What commitment! What result! This masterpiece is simple! Yes, I scoff. For her insanity left, and the weight of all did not go away. I invite her to enroll in a gym, but this can not be done on this diet. Accordingly, she refuses. While health is not affected. A personal life is limited to work and home, for "the one I need until I'm fat." She, by the way, is currently 28 years.

Example №3. Private. My name is Julia, a rise of half a meter, my weight is 45 kg. About 4 years ago I was 12 kilograms denser. And the desire to lose weight and I was touched. Being a man of sports, I enrolled in the pool (a good thing, I will tell you). And I sat on the so-called "body-drying". Very removed from their diet salt, sugar, butter, but in general all the spices and additives to food. He has grown thin. In one month. I am boasting? No. Because the problem with the body I started relatively recently, when abruptly began to hurt the pancreas. Thank God that I was smart enough not to tie the pursuit of the ideal weight of a personal life. Always thought, "the main thing that was a good man", so the desire to lose weight had no effect on relations with the people.

Three examples. And all three are completely different. The desire to lose weight - this is certainly great, as long as it does not become the main your desire until the crosses your personal life. Diet and health? Well, here again, on time is not necessary. Who has what body.

The fair sex, appeal to you! Do not put their desire for an ideal above all else. Yes, we have to be beautiful. But man is not so much color external beauty as the beauty of the soul. Thanks to all.

P.S. By the way, an example №4. Valya. That is direct Valya! I never sit on a diet and felt that it forms large figure does not spoil. She married and happily married, had two heroes. And her husband doted, because our Valyusha so sweet, kind and positive person that you fall in love with it for its content and not the "wrapper"

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When they grow wiser?

You know what I suddenly realized? We - no longer the coolest generation. We - the losers, who in no way understand.

I agree, too gloomy start to talk about the modern student. Today I want to express tirade in their address and understand certain issues.

Pushed me, or rather, was the last straw for writing this article, post the following lines:

"Hello. My name is Paulina. I'm thirteen years old. I am fond of psychology. I listen to anything. Sometimes I drink in company. I am looking for 14-16".

And if you think I'm going to talk about the relationship of thirteen years of age or alcohol use in this age, you are greatly mistaken.

Have you ever noticed that the fashion among schoolchildren - to ascribe to themselves the extra services? Yes, I'm talking about the line: "I am fond of psychology." How often have you had to deal with here thirteen, fourteen, twelve-year (and so forth.) Girls who regard themselves as experts in any field?

I even venture to say that ninety-five percent of these "definitely talent" who had seen snotty series where the protagonist distributes "invaluable advice" minor characters, never seen in the eyes of textbooks on psychology.

Can you say, by what technique these people "work"? Do not look for options, I will answer this question. Techniques not. No search problems. No options to solve it. There is an illusion. The illusion created by a long conversation, the contents of which can be laid in a single phrase: "Hammer, all the rules."

You want a secret? A smart man would never say that he is smart. Do you know why? Because he knows only a small part of what he wanted to know. And he is aware of this fact.

But now the students stopped to seek something personal achievements. You can take credit for what you want to achieve and tell everyone that you are masterfully understand this. Say, "I have a DSLR I - the photographer.". But here's the catch: the presence of a scalpel will not make you a surgeon.

They are no criteria for the assessment of own activity. They believe that the presence of five per cent of basic knowledge is enough to inflate it to a state of "Expert Level. God."

Not so long ago was arguing with a schoolgirl on a credit system. She argued that it is not necessary that every student can self assess themselves. Here we must clearly understand that before you evaluate yourself, you must learn to do it.

The child can write the word "dog" by "and" (both hears and writes), and in his personal assessment system - all right. And what is the result? I know one man who late forties, and he had only the word "Hello" allows four errors. Flaws teachers? I doubt it.

Digress, let's continue. There is another interesting group of schoolchildren. Honestly, I have not even thought until recently that it touches me personally, but it happened. I'm talking about those who are not just creating an image and stealing it. Yes, plagiarism. Plagiarist main problem lies in the fact that he too is interested in trying to keep up with any style of his behavior, so to speak, an idol.

One can endlessly hiding behind fake, hiding her face from prying eyes, lies to grow around him, but the little tea bag always comes to the surface with sufficient water. You understood my hint, dear? This paragraph is specifically for you.

Let us return to the subject. For what you need all this pathos about his person? The answer is simple: P - popularity. All of these thirteen students prefer to live in my head, where "I have two friends mower" - their ardent fans who layknut any nonsense, will give a present for your "definitely beautiful eyes" and will be infinitely admire the fact that you have a DSLR.

We understand what happened? The substitution of human values. These students take for those who they want to be, but what they are not. They are incredibly alone, but by creating the illusion of a sound "pop" themselves in it believe.

Before the students give pleasure - to pull a ton of shit in the comments, I conclude that as long as they need this illusion, they are great psychologists, photographers from God immensely talented singers, great actors ... Maybe someday they will be able to get rid of this illusion. Maybe.

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