Overthinking is a curse. It is that voice in your head giving you all the reasons not to engage in conversation with the smile that just came your way. Fear of failure keeps you distant and silent. You have to be brave.
Chris
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Brave at one time...but then?
thank you, Chris,
j.
Sometimes, our own idea of love is the greatest destroyer of relationships. Overthinking can be so unproductive. So is the fear of rejection. It makes one silent and sorry.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
Overthinking is a bad habit...hard to give up, like smoking.
j.
The fear of rejection drives men into a lot of stuff we could write poetry about. How many loves were lost that could have been, but for a bit of courage? I might have a couple under my belt. But fear is supposed to protect us, right?
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
I wonder sometimes if we embrace rejection...like Taylor Swift did so she could write more songs.read moreI wonder sometimes if we embrace rejection...like Taylor Swift did so she could write more songs.
j.
Says much in few words, this one. We pick up our fear of rejection young, before our reasoning minds can combat it. The fear grows with us until even as adults we may overthink our relationships to keep from getting hurt, something our partners pick up on. Thus does the fear become a self fulfilling prophecy.
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
I think I overthink much more in later years than I did in my youth...back then I just went for it.<.. read moreI think I overthink much more in later years than I did in my youth...back then I just went for it.
j.
I get this, I really do.Perhaps it was the flashback to my youthful and more leaner days (I leaned everywhere I went), of plucking up the courage to ask the way too good looking secretary at work, on the advice of the pot stirring cleaner lady, to ask her out.
All I remember from the actual days events were the world not opening up and swallowing as she laughed an unfunny "Ha!" right in my face and got on with pretending I didn't exist.
I'd like to end on a happy note, but the nightmares still persist and no matter how hard I wished it, last I heard she was alive and well.
From that day on, I promised myself I'd wait to be asked and never do that again. I'm still waiting 😊
Posted 1 Year Ago
1 Year Ago
that day will come, have faith.
thank you, Lorry,
j.
Remember sitting by the phone hesitant to dial because they might hang up on you on the other end? Not like today, they can already see who is calling and just choose not to answer. Rejection was harder in the good old days. : )
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..