Worry Lobe

As part of opening up more, I first must take inventory of myself. Sort of like a baseline exercise.

“I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened…” — Mark Twain

As you all know, different lobes of the brain control different things. I think my Worry Lobe is oversized… Actually, here’s what I think it looks like… that blue part up front.


I do take solace in knowing I’m not alone. Discussing this theory with a friend a few weeks ago, she immediately added her endorsement and proclaimed herself ‘Queen of Worry’*. She told me she has been known to snap at people attempting to help her by saying, “Do not confuse me with the facts, I’m busy worrying here.” Yep… me too.

Nonetheless, I, like Mr. Twain, often find myself letting my mind’s imagination wander to the strangest and most unlikely of events, particularly when I’m tired or overstressed. This results in added stress and exhaustion from such worry and is clearly not good for me. Anticipating events or evils that will visit me that are unlikely doesn’t help me plan for them. Rather, it makes me fuss more and plan less. And, regrettably, on some occasions I let that worry dictate how I treat people. People who are clueless (and likely innocent) of the untrue forgeries my Worry Lobe has applied to ‘what they’re doing to me’.

To them, I know an apology is in order (I apologize). To myself, I apologize as well and hope I get my own act together to live a less worried life.

Way too much of my time is wasted on stuff that

(a) I can’t do a damn thing about,

(b) isn’t likely true anyway,

(c) nope, still no ‘c’, or

(d) even if it were true and I could do something about it, it’s impact and hurt is likely far less in reality than in my worries.

Life is too short to waste on such. Time should be spent celebrating and enjoying life.

I know of no miracle cures. Temporary ones, for sure (a good roll in the hay comes to mind… hell, even a bad roll in the hay would work… I just need some rolling). It’s just a matter of getting over myself, staying in close reach of reality, and taking on the world a moment at a time. Each moment can be a joy. Stop worrying about the unlikely next moment and wallow in the one i’m in. [deep breath] Okay, let me at it…

“Don’t worry… Be happy.” — Bobby McFerin

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*Any of you out there who feel that you are the rightful owner of this title, let me know. I’d be very happy to set up a bikini-clad, baby-oiled wrestling match between the two of you to claim sole title.

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10 Responses to “Worry Lobe”

  1. azahar Says:

    What, ME worry???

    You missed out that prime worrying time seems to be about 4am when, even if you could do something about something, you couldn’t do anything about it at that hour anyhow.

    Do you also wake up scanning for danger? I do.

    “Life is too short to waste on such. Time should be spent celebrating and enjoying life.”

    Yadda yadda yadda … and every day is a gift, blah blah. I liked the scene in The Sopranos when Tony is talking to his shrink after a life-threatening incident and says something like – “I know every day is a gift now … but does it always have to be a pair of socks?” 🙂

  2. Dolce Says:

    Ag. I’m lucky. I worry. But not a lot. And not about stuff I can’t control. Which, I reckon, is a gift.

    But that doesn’t help YOU. So I’m going to eat this mange tout and send you stress free vibeolas. ‘kay?

  3. daisyfae Says:

    As i age grow wiser, i am most afraid of the brain lobe labeled “regrets”. i think there’s a connection between the “worry” lobe and the “regrets” lobe – although i’ll be damned if i’m gonna volunteer to do that experiment! 🙂

  4. thegnukid Says:

    Az – Oo, yeah, good one. on the more serious stuff (with some element of truth, but still blowing it out of proportion), i have found myself waking too early in the morning and not being able to go back to sleep… which just aggravates the whole thing. The night danger thing? not so much, but yeah.

    Dolce – many thanks… but “stress free ‘what’-eolas”? can i request ‘ar’ instead of ‘vib’? ah, hell, i’ll take either at this point…

    Daisyfae – too true… me? i’m more concerned about the ‘regrets that never were’ lobe than the ‘regrets for what’s already done’ lobe. and, no, i don’t think volunteers would be or should be found

  5. silverstar98121 Says:

    Here you go:
    Don’t Worry About a Thing

  6. Rob Says:

    Well, I’ve never really been much of a worrier. Sure, there were times when something big or stressful was going on that may have caused a little bit of sleeplessness. But they were rare times.

    As I’ve gotten older, I’ve found that simply addressing an issue head on and starting, if not finding, resolution.

    Relatively recent events in my life have allowed me to fall into a state approaching apathy (well, okay, I’ve been all the way to apathy, but I’m on working my way back now). Still, I tend to go with Lars Ulrich’s “The not-giving-a-fuck meter is about as far into the red as it can go.” pretty much all the time now.

    And, if that one doesn’t work, then I go with “In a million years, none of this will matter.”

    And, now you know why I don’t do counselling!

    🙂

  7. thegnukid Says:

    silverstar – good advice… and i continue to find it amazing how music can have such control on our moods. stop thinking, GnuKid, and just enjoy.

    rob – good advice nonetheless. had to laugh, because i made and put up a ‘give-a-shit’ meter at work… with the needle bent around the bottom of the gauge. i think a combo of the yours and mine are required…

  8. kyknoord Says:

    I’ve discovered that I don’t actually need to worry. There are so many people out there (like your good self) taking up the slack, I can just kick back and do my own thing.

  9. daisyfae Says:

    as the great wise prophet said: ´what? me worry?´ i have patterned my life after the teachings of alfred e neuman.

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