What makes you nervous?
Today’s blog prompt would have been answered much differently when I was younger. I was BORN nervous. It’s how I’m wired, and feeling abandoned (in my mind) so often didn’t help me stay calm.
Today, though, I’ve gotten to a place where I’m not nervous all the time. Things don’t get to me like they used to. In fact, I don’t even “take things personally” and let them get to me like they once did. It ain’t easy, though.
I surround myself with what makes me feel calm, but I can’t ignore the world. And the way people treat each other makes me nervous. People shooting each other for walking into the wrong yard or ringing a doorbell…that makes me nervous.
So many governments passing laws that take away the rights of people who aren’t men in the ruling class. That makes me nervous.
The health care system in the US makes me nervous. Wow have I been hearing some horror stories of people’s needs being completely ignored. If I think I may be ill, I get nervous.
But hey, I don’t dwell on that all the time. There is so much good in the world, so many good people, and so much hope. I don’t want to forget that. You don’t, either, okay?
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This sorta didnât come through. If it was really from you.
Traffic was heavy and my PCP left 4 minutes before we arrived. So Iâm in ER. Used Uber and Gene called one to take him home just before I went to CT.
Iâll spend the night in an observation room in the ER, MRI in the morning, then go home.
Okay to share with PS. Iâll be online later, brought iPad, chargers, and case for my contacts. LOL
Barbara
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Oh poor you! I’ll share.
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Love this!! Reading your post was like seeing a reflection of my own thoughts scrolled across my computer screen. The only difference is that my screen would’ve also included: I am nervous about digging back into my writing. For about the past 10 years or so now, I’ve allowed life’s heartaches to slowly set up camp in my path, and I eventually stopped forging ahead; I stopped writing. But someone recently taught me that when we stop pushing through the pain, then we’ve let it win. You are absolutely right in that there is always goodness, and there is always hope. Thank you for affirming the thought that we are stronger than what makes us nervous!
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Writing is so good for you! I hope you can keep it up!
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