Since Quinn died, I’m plagued with a lot what-if fears for
the future. What if something bad
happens to R? What if something bad
happens to me or Josh? What if we get in
a car crash? What if we get in a plane
crash? What if we die in a plane crash? What
if someone I love gets terminally ill?
Oh my god, what if I get terminally ill?
STOP.
I was a big what-if-er before Quinn died, but now it is
escalated. The mind is unbelievably
powerful and usually this has a positive outcome. For instance - using mind over matter to test
your physical capabilities and limits by running a marathon. It is physically hard and uncomfortable
(downright painful even), but you do it because your mind tells your body that
you can. I attribute my powerful mind to
allowing me to run two marathons (well, running one and hobbling the
other). I can think of many other examples
where the expression “mind over matter” is true.
In the last three months, however, my mind has become too
powerful and travels to a strange and unpredictable place: the land of what-ifs. Here, my mind feeds off my grief and takes me
on an uncontrollable escapade. The
escapade is a downward spiral that goes out of control very quickly. If I don’t take notice of it, I am propelled
so far deep in the what-if land that I need my husband to help me crawl out. Since Quinn, I have to be very conscious
about reining in my mind and keeping my what-ifs in check. If I don’t, my days are full of fear,
anxiety, and hopelessness.
After telling my counselor about my what-if journeys, she
told me something that smacked me upside the head. She said, “Your thoughts are not true.” This clicked.
Correct. It’s so simple - these
thoughts are not true. They are my imagination. They are pretend. They are not based in reality or hard
facts. These thoughts are made up in my
head and do not reflect reality. Just as
I made these thoughts, I can unmake them too.
I can work with this.
Now, I have a mantra that helps pull me out of the what-if
land: “I am stronger than my mind.” I control
what I think and I will think true things.
I will not let my powerful mind take me on a journey to a place that isn’t
true. I am stronger than that. How do I do this? Running of course.
So, the same mind that helps me push myself to my physical limits,
such as running a marathon, needs to be kept in check by actually reaching my
physical limits. It’s circular: I need
both mental and physical tests to have balance.
Without the body reacting back, the mind becomes too powerful and poisonous. With this, I honor the mind-body connection
more. They need each other to function
and to be healthy. When running to the
mantra “I am stronger than my mind,” my body helps me rein in my oh so powerful
mind and keeps me from spiraling into the what-if land.
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