Sometimes I grow tired of the constant hum of failure. Most of my dreams end up as flops. But I’m sure I’m not alone, and we all struggle with the guilt of not finishing from time to time.
Recently, I caught up with a friend I don’t get to see often enough. Neither of us were in a Major Life Crisis, so we were doing that thing where we swap minor problems back and forth—everything from busyness to boredom to the various ways our ageing bodies are mysteriously misbehaving.
Ideas of what to do when you discover anxiety.
I often feel pressure, like questions are burnt into my brain by endless repetition:
Trying not to do something is a trap. If you’re stuck, reframe it as a positive action.