When every day feels like Doom's Day

One of the hallmarks of some types of OCD is the feeling of impending doom.

Calling me a worrywart would be an understatement. I worry a lot... An excessive amount, actually.

If I participate in a compulsive ritual, I’m only temporarily relieving my anxiety. Therefore, I’ll spend the rest of my day (s) anticipating something bad happening to me.

This feeling can be quite distracting. It often stops me from being able to live in the moment. I want to enjoy what’s happening in the now instead of worrying so much about the “what if-s” of the future.

In the spirit of Doom’s Day, maybe I should start treating every day as if it’s my last… but not in a spooky/sad/irresponsible way... in a way that celebrates the positive aspects of my day and that makes me accomplish the whole “living in the moment” thing I mentioned before.

I’ll leave you all with two quotations from that underrated, unpopular, barely known musical, Hamilton:

“I am the one thing in life I can control”

“Look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now”

And as always, have the best afternoon