Tonight I will attend the first of six sleep workshops. While I was happy to hear from the hospital last week about the workshop, since about Tuesday I've been stressing about it. Not to brag or anything, but nobody can stress like I can.
All the worst case scenarios have played through my head. There's the one with me suddenly being in the middle of some new-age touchy-feely therapy group and not being such a touchy-feely person myself, find myself running out of there at break. Then there's the one where everyone shares the most personal details of their life with this group of strangers and then it's my turn and I clam up. Because there's nothing like me clamming up in a group of strangers setting. Mustn't forget this one - discover that everyone there has much more trouble sleeping/staying asleep than I do and they all think I'm a big faker. And of course the classic - can't find the room where the workshop is supposed to take place and nobody in the hospital knows what the hell I'm talking about.
Enough!!!
I know, logically and reasonably, that none of these scenarios will play out. I know that I must give this workshop a fair chance and going in with a bad attitude will not help me. I have to be there.
Be there.
3 comments:
I understand your ability to stress about things like this. Nick is always on my case because I automatically assume the worst case scenario is going to happen in every situation. I worry things to death before they happen, and most times things end up being much better than I had anticipated.
I hope things go well for you tonight and that you find the whole workshop thing to be helpful. Let us know how it goes.
How about finding out what all the gory details are and then stressing about it? Why stress about the unknown or uncontrollable?
Wouldn't that make life easier?
Try telling that to my subconscious
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