Does the future scare you?

Illnesses and health problems do worry me. Beyond that, bring it.

I don’t worry about what the next day brings in regard to all the bad things that can happen. Instead, I focus on the good things that I’m going to do each day that comes along. I am a firm believer of staying focused on the good stuff and not dwelling on the bad stuff, especially stuff that may or may not happen. Instead of focusing on things that may or may not come, I focus on the things in front of me and enjoy each thing as best I can.

Not the near future. I’m worried about the far distant future, but not exactly scared.

Life can change drastically in the blink of an eye; I’ve been though enough in my life, and witnessed enough working in health care not to take anything for granted. Instead of worrying about the unpredictable, unknowable future and all the potential things that might go wrong, I try to make the most out of what is good in my life right now.

Yes, in fact I spend most of my life petrified about tomorrow, so much so that life whizzes by and I lose track of time! It makes me sick both physically and mentally!

Ain’t scurred a’ nothin’.

Yes. Republicans have shifted so far to the Right that they are no longer based in reality, yet there are enough people voting for them that they can affect government policy in bad ways and ruin things for all of humanity. That scares the living fuck out of me, and makes me weep for our future.

Not in the least, the future’s bright, the future’s in sight, the future’s…err, shite?

Worrying about what bad things might happen is to live as if they have all already happened. Why would I want to do that, when instead I can enjoy living in the moment in which nothing bad has happened? Why would I want to waste that happiness and ease?

If worrying about something is sensible, and can allow me to do something to prevent harm, then that is useful. But if there is nothing I can do (or will do) to avert future harm, then no – I dismiss worry, because under those circumstances, the worry is the harm.

@ucme LOL. Had I been drinking something, I would have classically spit it all over the monitor. XD

@Symbeline I seem to have ruined many a monitor in my time here, imagine if someone actually choked on a pretzel or some other savoury snack item…it’s a burden I have to bear :D

Oh yeah.

Right now, I’m super anxious about finding a job after I graduate from college in December. The place I’d really love to work is hiring now. Is it too much to ask that they hold off for a few months? :)

I’m quite concerned that my body will be become very uncomfortable to live in as I age. It’s already pretty rough at times and I’m 21 and supposed to be at the height of my health. But I don’t dwell on the future anymore like I used to.

Fuck yeah.

I think the older I get the more I worry about health. But I keep plugging away. No use giving in until I have to, but yes it does cross my mind!

Yeah, because I’m going to die.

I used to. When I was in therapy, the therapist told me I was living my life as if I were constantly “waiting for the other shoe to drop”, and she was right. I lived in fear of the next bad thing to come my way, because, in my experience, there had always been a ‘next bad thing’. It was both a function of my life’s history and the crippling anxiety I went into therapy for in the first place.

Thank goodness I got the anxiety under control. Of course there is always a ‘next bad thing’ waiting for us. But without the anxiety issues, I was able to realize that I’d survived all the other bad things that had already happened, and I’d likely survive the next one, too. More importantly, I realized that there is also always a ‘next good thing’. I’m now mostly able to put things into better perspective, and deal with whatever type of thing is actually happening now. Whatever is actually in my control. What isn’t in my control just…happens – whether I worry about it or not.

The only thing about the future that scares me is the thought of outliving my husband and all of my siblings. I don’t want to die alone. I also don’t want to end up in a nursing home. fuck nursing homes

Terrified.

It’s a horrible way to live, but that’s just where I’m at right now. I try to look forward to the little things, though – like a book that’s coming out, or creating something really neat, or dinner at a friends, but overall, very frightened.

Nah!
What scares me is the thought of wasting that amount of energy on something I have no control over.

Never in the history of humanity were humans so safe as they are today (on average).

Imagine you’ve got terrible tooth ache. Now go back in history. Decade after decade. Century after century. What was the best year to see a dentist?