Isn’t it mind boggling to know that we (us on this site) are able to overanalyze things beyond a typical person? I mean think about it, have you ever found yourself thinking both rational and irrationally?

These past few weeks have been reminders that I’m not a typical person even though I try to fit it. I’ve heard many people tell me that I think of these off-the-wall answers or topics to things that makes people either laugh of return a puzzled look. I know what I do and say is because I think out-loud but maybe I am different because of anxieties. I do, however, give people the benefit of the doubt because I have compassion when others don’t. At this point I find myself thinking aloud but within these typed words so do forgive me if it doesn’t make sense ;o)

After reading a post of a friend on here I thought about how unlucky we are to have anxieties. I also think of how lucky we are to be super-compassionate towards others needs. It’s truly amazing how each of us are strangers and how we would do our best to help each other out by words of encouragement, sympathy, or just a “hello” to let one another know we are thinking about them. I don’t find that to be anywhere else except on sites that encompasses individuals with life struggles such as our own.

Have you ever wondered how total strangers speak words of encouragement, share a tear, or pass a smile to one another when they are fighters or survivors of things such as cancers and body debilitating deceases? I know I have. I feel we are all of the same spirit when it comes to having something in common with one another. Just today, I was in the backseat of my friend’s car when the passenger was somewhat upset that a driver of a SUV was in the middle of our lane. At first and last thought, I figured she was confused or a bit anxious about finding a parking space but the passenger thought otherwise. I didn’t really care and felt the need to be compassionate but the person in front of me went off to a different direction. People like the one within my friend’s car can rub others, like us, the wrong way and provoke anxieties.

I’ve thought about anxieties as being a body reflex such as crying. For example, when people suffer in our world, or when we watch a sad movie, we tend to cry as a natural stimulant of feeling sad. I believe that my own anxiety feeling is due in part to others around me being in moods of other than “happy” so it gets me roused-up. I hope that that makes sense!

Well enough of my rambling. Thanks for reading and sharing in my thoughts. Hope everyone out there like me is doing okay.