I’m a worrier. I don’t know if it was in my genes or I was raised to be (Nature vs Nurture ? I will never truly know..) but it has debilitated me to think awful thoughts and make poor choices.. Over time, I have trained myself to focus on the positive, the gifts I’m blessed with-it’s not hard when things are going all dandy, but throw in those dreary moments and all that hard work goes to sh*t..I try my hardest not to focus on the bad or wrong. I try to see the good in all, what went right, but we are human and all of us experience those human moments where we explode, vent, cry, scream, and shame ourselves for all the mistakes, the could’ve’s and would’ve’s, the how come’s..... It happens and you are forgiven, it’s normal to feel this way. But it doesn’t truly help you find the solution you are seeking.. so, if you are anything like me, I encourage you to count your blessings. Think about all the good you have been given.. even down to the smallest thing, and those worries do start to melt away, you realize in the grand scheme of things they are silly or not worth worrying in the first place. When I pray, meditate, practice yoga I begin to separate my human self away and awaken to a deeper understanding of life. All is as is meant to, so what’s the point in worrying?