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A Professional Over Thinker

 


Hi there!

I am a professional over thinker.

Yes, nice to meet you, too.

And yes, I know there is no such thing or a career as a professional over think but if there were, I know I would be one.

I can almost hear my best friend Serina laughing out loud as she reads this, or I assume she is anyway. Overthinking is something I have told her against all these years and yet again, here I am.

Hello, darkness, my old friend.

You’d be surprised as to how easily and how conveniently over thinking pulls you into its grip; you’d almost think it’s subtle. But you know it’s there. Oh, it’s there alright. And no matter how much you know how wrong it is, you still can’t seem to help but fumble around it. It’s like that nostalgic memory you keep going back to.

Have you ever found yourself in such a situation? The slightest tiff sends you off to this deep zone of thought bubbles where you have just barely popped one and another bigger one comes along.

So, here’s a little tip from a professional over thinker herself. I don’t know if this will work for everyone, but it works for me. I imagine myself as another person and I think of what advice I could give to that person in such a situation. In short, I take my own advice.

I’m an overthinking mess in this beautiful world. In a way, aren’t we all?

Comments

  1. Vigyan ShahSeptember 11, 2020 at 8:13 PM

    You are an idiot 😋. Life is always like this, so just chill bro 😉. (Btw if you are a professional thinker, than I'm your senior manager 😂

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