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Overthinkers are usually the most optimistic people you will meet.
This has to do with the fact that we have thought about how things might end up in a million different way.
Our minds are prepared for the worst to come. Usually, it doesn’t turn out as bad as we thought, hell, maybe it will be the best thing that happens. What sucks is when we have thought about the worst outcome and find ourselves prepared to face it, it suddenly becomes too hard to handle even though we knew there was a possibility it might happen.
Most of the time we overthink so much that we get caught up in our own thoughts and actually believe them. We must have a great communicator on our side or our lives will be a living hell, filled with doubt and insecurity.
We usually love people who speak their minds honestly and genuinely, even though they may come off as harsh. There are ways to be cruel with words, but there is a difference between speaking your mind to intentionally hurt someone and speaking your mind to stand up for what you believe in.
We want to please almost anyone, and we will avoid conflict at any time—because whatever may be tackled in that fight, we will analyze every single word and aspect of it for days.
An overthinker in love is the worst of all. We get antsy and stuck between giving it all or backing off. I personally like to show people I’m interested in them, but I get really impatient and can’t wait to get to know them.
There is this girl I like, but we barely know each other, and I don’t know if she likes girls the way I do. She is amazing, funny, quirky, nerdy, and strong-headed. She insisted on walking alone to her car because she would be fine, this I knew. All I wanted was to say goodbye to her. Just a kiss on the cheek to show her how I am falling in love with her.
I start to overthink and tell myself that I need to back off and let her come to me—let her find her way into my heart. I’m on a journey, and I’m looking for a life partner. Someone who has my back when I am down. Someone who flies with me when I’m thousands of feet up in the air. I’m getting to where I have to be, and I want her there with me—going through it all.
Love for an overthinker is like living in a fantasy inside our own heads, and we just want to make it a reality. We’re unstoppable. We want our love to be envied by whoever does us wrong and enjoyed by those who love us truly.
We may do great things together. Her heart aligns with mine, and I can’t help thinking how happy we could be. But then…I start overthinking:
What if she is not into girls?
What if I go “all in” and get stuck in the friend zone?
What if I get rejected?
What if she has too many doubts and doesn’t want to take the risk?
What if this is not the right timing?
What if she cares too much about what others think?
What if she loves someone else?
What if she just doesn’t like me?
What if her priorities are somewhere else, unable to fit me in her life?
What if she never realizes, and I just keep waiting and waiting?
What if? What if? What if? What if? What if? What if?
Welcome to the mind of an overthinker.
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