Why do you worry?
March 13, 2019

You know how there’s a lull between a child hitting his head on something and the tears? The silence is eerie, because you know the screams are coming.

But! The screams don’t always follow. Depending on how severe the impact, the child will often look to the nearest adult for clues on whether to be upset.

That isn’t only child’s play, of course. As we grow up and into our various roles, we learn to worry -- or not -- based on the behavior of others. Not always. But often enough to check in with ourselves once in a while to make sure we aren’t adopting the worldviews of the people around us only because we haven’t been deliberate about our own.

Several years ago we’d invested so much money in the business I used to wake up during the night frozen with fear. Eventually I had a little talk with myself about that: “This is either going to work or it isn’t, but do you really want to look back on your waning days with Katie at home knowing you were distracted?” I did not. So I stopped worrying. Eventually. For the most part.

I found another workaround that’s even better, and I’ll share it in the next post.