Thinking Makes it So

One of my worst qualities is that when it comes to my own life, I tend to be a catastrophe thinker. For a real life example: someone else could tell me “I have a weird pain behind my eyes.” I would think, “Take some Tylenol.”

But if I’M having a pain behind my eyes, I think “This is probably a brain tumor.”

Writing it out, or when explaining it to my mom, I’m painfully aware of how insane I am. Though, I must say, I find comfort in the fact that crazy people don’t normally know they’re crazy. [Humor me, okay?]


So, I’ve been kind of weird lately. Wishy washy and kind of blah.That’s how life goes – it ebbs and flows – sometimes I feel totally legit and ON THE BALL, while other times I feel insecure question

Last month, I could have told you exactly where I want to be in 5 years. This month, I can’t tell you with certainty what I want to have for breakfast.

Thankfully, I’m never in this weird emotional purgatory for too long before God decides to send me a life line of a message to kick my ass in gear. Like one of those, I HEAR YOU, BIG GUY messages. You know what I mean?

Recently, I was stressing out about something beyond my control [go figure] when an unlikely person in my life voiced THAT message. He asked me, “Do you remember what Shakespeare said?” [For the record, I did not remember what Shakespeare said] “Nothing is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.” 


That was it. That’s all it took. Like I said on Facebook yesterday, I am constantly humbled by how things never turn out as catastrophically as I imagine they will. Life, God, the Universe, people – they’re all good, because thinking makes it so.


  1. says

    This post reminded me of a recent “Notes from the Universe” —

    What happens when someone worries?

    Basically, they think of 100 reasons why something might go wrong. And all of those thoughts then struggle to become things, sometimes overriding their more constructive thoughts.

    Ain’t pretty. But that’s the power of worry.

    And I loved what you said on FB – you’re right…99.9% of the time our worst fears never come true. Something I need to remind myself quite often.

  2. says

    I catastrophize (if that’s a word) everything, too. The thing that makes me take a step back is always thinking :”OK, you’re really lucky. You have family, friends and health. Everything is fine.” Because really, that’s all that matters, right?

  3. says

    I do the exact same thing. I can make a moutain out of a mole hill inside my head. I am slowly learning to control it better but it can be tough! Great post :)

  4. says

    I am the same way. I always think about worse case scenarios… And I mean WORSE. So you would think when I found out my Mom was terminally ill 3 years ago that I would be a freaking mess. Oddly, I’m ok (most of the time). I think your body and mind are amazing things and somehow have a way of protecting you when you need it. I know being ok won’t last forever in my particular situation, but for now, while my mom is still here and I have time to enjoy her… I’ll take it.

    • Colleen says

      Katy, that mindset is really empowering and I’m in awe of you. I’d like to say I’d act the same way, but I can’t. Prayers to you and your mama!

  5. says

    Thanks for this post, as I ironically happen to be going through the exact same phase. I’m eagerly awaiting my wakeup call that will help me snap out of it and readjust my ‘tude.

  6. says

    You’re not alone in this. I once called my parents hysterical in the middle of the night because I was convinced I had armpit cancer. No, it turns out that when you have shingles (which I knew I had and had seen my doctor about that day), your lymph nodes do crazy crazy things. I later found out my parents were doing all they could to keep from laughing at me, since I was obviously very upset and terrified. Now it’s one of our running family jokes. They also encourage me from NOT going on Web MD in these cases….

  7. says

    I think I needed to read this today. My check engine light lit up on my car last night (RIGHT before payday, too!), and all the way to work (22 miles!) I was expecting my car to blow up on me. Last time the light went on, it was nothing, and it won’t be horrible this time, either. Right? :-/

    Regardless of my own outcome, thanks for the reminder!

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