I got some distressing news about someone and I’m worried. He is in stable but serious condition. Of course, I’m far enough away all I can do is worry. Even more frustrating is the sense of helplessness.
And when you think about it, what a useless emotion worry is. I can’t think of a single good thing that comes from worrying. It’s bad on your heart, nerves, blah blah blah. It’s basically an emotional response to fear, be it rational or irrational. Even knowing where the feeling comes from doesn’t help.
Do I sound like a bonehead right now? Well, you can thank the half bottle of zinfandel I polished off. If you haven’t noticed, I’m a light weight when it comes to drinking. Half a bottle and my IQ has dropped below freezing. Whatever. . .
One thing about worrying – it shows that you truly care about the person – and that you’re human.
Jim is right. It shows you’re human, and it shows you care. I hope your friend will be okay, and you too.
Just echoing Jim and Cooper’s sentiments… nothing to be ashamed of when worrying buddy. If you weren’t, I’d be concerned.
You’re human. You care about others so you worry when something’s wrong. It’s very admirable; don’t EVER change.
No, Moby, you’re not a bonehead. You care about those you love, and your friends are very lucky to have you on their side. It’s ok to worry – just make sure you take care of yourself while you worry. You are a gem.
Well….
If it is who I think it is, at least he is doing much better as of this date. Some worrying is good – shows you care. Too much and it will eat you alive. I’ve been there.