Dr. Seuss said it best, “Oh the Thinks You Can Think”
A blessing and a curse in my eyes.
I reflect. I reflect about work, relationships, and really, everything I do. While there are a lot of positives that come out of reflection, it also brings me anxiety at times too. I often find myself wondering what I could have done better, if I could have done more or what I should have done differently. My mind doesn’t stop. I overthink. My brain is a busy one. I am, at times, a perfectionist.
As I write this slice, I’ve just come to a realization that my “reflecting” isn’t always a reflection, as it is overthinking. Interesting. Apparently I needed to reflect on reflecting to realize I am actually an overthinker. Do you follow, because I am not so sure I do either.
I need to think about how I think.