7 Ways Worry-Warts Can Become More Chill

7 Ways Worry-Warts Can Become More Chill

Steps to take when worrying becomes your key trait.
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Worry-warts are always jealous of chill people because unlike the nice and relaxed, easygoing half of the population, the worriers become anxious about trivial matters, and constantly assume that they will be that 1 percent when it comes to something going wrong. If you happen to be a person losing valuable sleep over such matters, then here are a few ways you can transform into a chill person–or at least someone who doesn’t worry quite as much.

1. Find a hobby or something that you enjoying doing to occupy your mind.

There’s a reason why Benjamin Franklin once said, “It is the working man who is the happy man. It is the idle man who is the miserable man.” Oftentimes when you are sitting around and doing nothing, random and unnecessary thoughts can flood into your head. The best way to stop thinking about things that you know logically are silly, is to immerse yourself into an activity that you enjoy doing. Bottom line is: keep yourself busy.

2. Work out.

We all know the physical benefits of working out–it gets rid of the aches and pains of a lazy bum and instead gives us the aches and pains of spazzing calf muscles and a sore stomach whenever we cough or laugh. But in all seriousness, working out not only benefits us physically by keeping our hearts healthy and pumping, but also mentally because it improves our self-esteem. Then there’s also the fact that if you maintain a consistent workout routine (for example if you often go for runs), your body will release endorphins, which will make your brain realize how happy you are (to put it in layman’s terms).

3. Eat healthy.

Eating healthy along with working out will in total make you feel like a million bucks. And if you feel a certain way, it is inevitable that you will radiate the same positivity in your actions–all of which will make you into a more chill person.

4. Go out and interact.

Oftentimes worry-warts live inside their heads. This can all change if you find the courage to go out there, meet up with a bunch of people, and have some (responsible) fun. Trust me, when you’re out and about with a group of people you enjoy being with, there will be hilarious stories shared and there will be a lot of laughter. Whether there’s science behind it or not, laughing is, no doubt, therapeutic–so much so that you won’t even remember that you were obsessing over whether or not you wrote your name on that exam from the afternoon, and how, if you didn’t, your professor will probably deduct 10 points. (But chances are you wrote your name.)

5. Control your internet usage.

If you become anxious over every little thing that is different about you or freak out because you have a symptom that matches up with one of WebMD’s prognoses–then step away from the screen and breathe. In times of constant panicking and worrying, the Internet is not your friend.

6. Become best friends with someone super chill.

When I say super chill, I don’t mean someone who is super relaxed because they got themselves a little bit of that Juanita (look it up if you don’t know what I’m saying). I mean someone whose outlook on life is almost annoyingly positive. Someone who is logically cautious yet knows how to have fun and see the best in various situations. Someone who will talk and talk and fill your mind with positive thoughts, yet someone who will also listen to your rants and random thoughts. (Side note: this is the best friend you need to hold onto.)

7. Talk to a professional, go to psychological counseling, etc.

If your worrying is severely affecting your eating or sleeping habits, if it’s negatively affecting how you interact with your friends or others, or if it’s ruining your overall ability to function properly–that’s a serious matter. In that case, you’re not a worry-wart, but you do have an anxiety issue that should not be taken lightly; not to worry, though, (we all need some humor in our lives) because this can be resolved with the help of a counselor or a therapist. I guarantee that they will be able to give you the help and support you need.

If you are a Brandeis student, going to the Psychological Counseling Center (or calling them to speak to someone or make an appointment for a session: 781-736-3730) will serve you well. If you happen to be a student from a different school, definitely contact a counselor there or go to the counseling center available on your campus.

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​An Open Letter To The People Who Don’t Tip Their Servers

This one's for you.
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Dear Person Who Has No Idea How Much The 0 In The “Tip:" Line Matters,

I want to by asking you a simple question: Why?

Is it because you can't afford it? Is it because you are blind to the fact that the tip you leave is how the waiter/waitress serving you is making their living? Is it because you're just lazy and you “don't feel like it"?

Is it because you think that, while taking care of not only your table but at least three to five others, they took too long bringing you that side of ranch dressing? Or is it just because you're unaware that as a server these people make $2.85 an hour plus TIPS?

The average waiter/waitress is only supposed to be paid $2.13 an hour plus tips according to the U.S. Department of Labor.

That then leaves the waiter/waitress with a paycheck with the numbers **$0.00** and the words “Not a real paycheck." stamped on it. Therefore these men and women completely rely on the tips they make during the week to pay their bills.

So, with that being said, I have a few words for those of you who are ignorant enough to leave without leaving a few dollars in the “tip:" line.

Imagine if you go to work, the night starts off slow, then almost like a bomb went off the entire workplace is chaotic and you can't seem to find a minute to stop and breathe, let alone think about what to do next.

Imagine that you are helping a total of six different groups of people at one time, with each group containing two to 10 people.

Imagine that you are working your ass off to make sure that these customers have the best experience possible. Then you cash them out, you hand them a pen and a receipt, say “Thank you so much! It was a pleasure serving you, have a great day!"

Imagine you walk away to attempt to start one of the 17 other things you need to complete, watch as the group you just thanked leaves, and maybe even wave goodbye.

Imagine you are cleaning up the mess that they have so kindly left behind, you look down at the receipt and realize there's a sad face on the tip line of a $24.83 bill.

Imagine how devastated you feel knowing that you helped these people as much as you could just to have them throw water on the fire you need to complete the night.

Now, realize that whenever you decide not to tip your waitress, this is nine out of 10 times what they go through. I cannot stress enough how important it is for people to realize that this is someone's profession — whether they are a college student, a single mother working their second job of the day, a new dad who needs to pay off the loan he needed to take out to get a safer car for his child, your friend, your mom, your dad, your sister, your brother, you.

If you cannot afford to tip, do not come out to eat. If you cannot afford the three alcoholic drinks you gulped down, plus your food and a tip do not come out to eat.

If you cannot afford the $10 wings that become half-off on Tuesdays plus that water you asked for, do not come out to eat.

If you cannot see that the person in front of you is working their best to accommodate you, while trying to do the same for the other five tables around you, do not come out to eat. If you cannot realize that the man or woman in front of you is a real person, with their own personal lives and problems and that maybe these problems have led them to be the reason they are standing in front of you, then do not come out to eat.

As a server myself, it kills me to see the people around me being deprived of the money that they were supposed to earn. It kills me to see the three dollars you left on a $40 bill. It kills me that you cannot stand to put yourself in our shoes — as if you're better than us. I wonder if you realize that you single-handedly ruined part of our nights.

I wonder if maybe one day you will be in our shoes, and I hope to God no one treats you how you have treated us. But if they do, then maybe you'll realize how we felt when you left no tip after we gave you our time.

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My Eating Disorder Was A Secret, Even From Me

No one ever talks about it, and if they had my life might be different.

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I remember ninth grade health class very well, specifically one day in particular. The day we talked about eating disorders, I was ready to hear about anorexia and bulimia. I was not ready to walk out of that classroom with confirmation that I had an eating disorder, but that is exactly what I did that day.

After speaking on anorexia and bulimia, my teacher told us about Binge Eating Disorder.

My 14-year-old ears perked up. I had never heard of this disease, but I was immediately interested. I knew anorexia and bulimia well, they were the diseases that, at the time, I wish I had the determination to try, but I was too scared to hurt my body.

Binge Eating Disorder was new to me. My teacher described it as continuing to eat after you were full and eating for hours at a time. As the signs and symptoms continued to be read, I realized... that the last three years of my life had been plagued by binges. There was a lot I couldn't control in my life, but eating was one thing that I always had control over. It was the one thing that always brought me comfort.

Most binges would start after I came home from a hard day at school, or maybe after I got in a fight with a family member. Maybe I felt insecure about the growing number on the scale, but I ate.

It always started with half a bag of chips, then maybe a cookie or other sweet treat, and then I would finish with something else I could find in the pantry. My mother would come home and begin making dinner.

Ashamed, I would hide the food anywhere so my family could not tell I had been eating and then I would go eat dinner.

This was a common occurrence for me, but I had no idea that my habits were wrong or should point to an eating disorder. The only thing that I knew was wrong with me, was that I was gaining weight.

For the longest time, I thought an eating disorder was something that helped you lose weight unhealthily, not gain weight. It wasn't until I sat in a health class that I realized that there was anything wrong with me.

Education is so important in overcoming eating disorders. We are making such great strides about informing people about the dangers of eating disorders and positive body image.

It is so important that we start making Binge Eating Disorder a topic that is as known as anorexia and bulimia. No one ever discusses Binge Eating Disorder, not even the dangers of it, maybe if they had my life might have been different.

Maybe I would have found out about it earlier and could have gotten help before it got out of hand.

I wish I could say that I left that health class that day and never had a binge again. The truth is I binged several times after that, and still to this day I have an episode, although they are very rare.

It would be unrealistic to tell you that I overcame my eating disorder that day because it is a journey I am still completing. Every day presents a new challenge, and sometimes I fail, but I will succeed, and succeeding is worth a few failures.

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