With my mind constantly racing, I can't help but think of every single possible outcome that could result from a decision I make. Overthinking is a curse because I risk closing myself off to the possibility of creating new memories and living life because I fear the worst case scenario. Overthinking is a curse because it causes my own brain to convince itself that I'm not a worthy human being if the slightest thing goes wrong in an interaction I may be having with another individual. Overthinking leads to me over-analyze everything about myself, and what could be wrong with me. Any simple thought I may have has a tendency to expand way out of context, and can fill me with ceaseless anxiety.

Overthinking can easily make my life hell, but that's only if I let it. I could allow these execrable thoughts to completely flip my mood from optimistic to despondent, but instead of viewing overthinking as only a curse, I decided I can view it as a blessing as well. I've discovered that thinking too much and having constant racing thoughts isn't always a bad thing. I find entertainment in people watching and wondering what each person's background is and how they got to be at that exact place at that exact time. I find it pretty fascinating that everyone has a story, and that everyone has a life just as vivid as my own. I have an intense feeling that my tendency to overthink has made me accept others for who they are, and has blessed me with the ability to easily understand and forgive others.

Although overthinking is a pain to cope with and has not failed to burden me with anxiety and feelings of abjection, I feel as if it has given me the power to view the world from multiple different perspectives in the most casually compelling way. It has allowed me to grow and mature as an individual, and to me, that makes the flaws I carry from overthinking inconsequential.