Over thinking always gets me into trouble.
The latest example of this is in my English course. I’m currently in the process of writing my third assignment, and I was having an issue figuring out one of the concepts of this unit. After a discussion with my course tutor I realized that I was over thinking the concept, and once I de-complicated the concept I found it clicking in my mind.
This is nothing new for me. I know I have a tendency to over think, and over complicate things. I know it was prevalent when I worked on the ambulance. I would always run through calls after the fact, second guessing myself every step of the way, driving myself nuts in the process. Basically, I spent way too much time kicking my own ass.
I over think my interactions with people as well, always replaying conversations in my mind, thinking “I shouldn’t have said that,” or worrying that I’ve somehow offended or hurt the other person. The further I have gotten in recovery, the less it happens. I wish I could say that it never happened anymore, but it still does, albeit nowhere as frequently.
Despite my relapse in the beginning of the month, I am continuing to make forward progress. I’m working hard at not over thinking things things, thereby over complicating them. This is one aspect of my mental health recovery that is very much a work in progress, though I feel I am taking more steps forward than back.
As far as my day today, it was pretty light. I did some work this morning, spent some time with Lynn this afternoon at the store, then did some house work and some more “The Outer Worlds.”
Tomorrow’s agenda is an appointment with H at 11, then a couple of interviews tomorrow, working on a piece for the upcoming Remembrance Day paper.
As always, thanks for following along.