Well, okay, it hasn't yet, but WHAT IF IT DOES, YOU GUYS.
The other night, I was talking to my best friend, Haley, on the phone and first, she taught me about Analysis Paralysis, and then, she diagnosed me with it. I guess it's where you over-analyze your anxieties to the point that you become paralyzed and you stand still while nothing gets solved.
Well, that's me now, but it didn't used to be. (See archives, summer of 2012-winter 2013--a very confident, different, unapologetic me, who lost those traits because one too many boys made her cry and instead of dealing with feelings where necessary, she didn't do anything about Dimples or the boy in the cafe all of fall semester. Because getting hurt is a pain.)
Well, it took me until about yesterday to remember that this really is the only life I've got, and is it worth a damn thing if I can't speak up for myself like I used to?
Making all sorts of questionable decisions tomorrow and going to try not to over-analyze any of them.
(P.S. A glam living room mirror self portrait because, you know, for posterity. THAT MAY COME FROM THESE DECISIONS!)
Yes! Speak up for yourself! Nothing is so empowering. I remember when I learned this lesson. It is LIFE CHANGING in all the right ways. Good luck, strong woman!
ReplyDeleteI just diagnosed myself with analysis paralysis.xx
ReplyDeletedreaming is believing