Worry…

All the time I spend worrying goes down the drain

My anxiety is futile, my theoretical concerns in vain

But somehow I have made myself believe the superstition

That worrying about something would prevent it from reaching fruition

I am grateful when the calamities about which I’ve fantasized

Never actually end up getting realized

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I know life cannot be smooth sailing all the way

I know plans can be derailed any day

I keep plausible contingencies in mind

But I am still unable to relax, I find

The contemplation of a disaster is much worse than being in the throes

Of an actual situation, when my brain knows

That I have to actually act, I have no time to visualize

Hypothetical scenarios, I have to deal with what is before my eyes

I am not that bad at troubleshooting actual issues that arise

Even though I constantly dread an unpleasant surprise

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Much well-intentioned advice is focused on channeling positive thoughts

I have been trying that forever but I cannot

Switch from worrying to thinking everything would be fine

The only trick that seems to work is to distract my mind

By engaging it in other activities that are productive

That is how with anxiety I am learning to cope and live..