“We are going to lose.”
This is something I always say the second something goes even remotely wrong during a football game for my beloved, ranked second in the nation college football team of Penn State. They are undefeated so far this season and have given most fans no cause to doubt any of their abilities during the game.
They shouldn’t have any major issues in winning it all and earning all Northeastern Pennsylvania residents a dollar medium coffee on the Monday after their likely win.
Still, when I see even the slightest crack in the perfect design of a Penn State play, I prepare for the possibility that they might lose against whatever opponent is set to play against them. They are normally a second half team that gets stronger as the game goes on, but I cannot help but become a little afraid when I see something go a little off from their normally crisp precision. Things will probably turn out alright, but I feel the need to assume that the tight machine will somehow unravel and cause my life long favorite college team will lose it all in a horrendous defeat.
I prepare for the worst. It is as simple as that.
Okay, I know what you are thinking. I am the type of girl who sees the glass as half full, but it is nowhere near like that. The glass is half filled; I am merely assuming that whatever is in the glass will eventually empty, and we will be left with just a glass with nothing in it worth anything. I prepare for being without the contents of the glass. If a single drop spills out of the glass, I act as though the entire glass will empty so I will be able to survive once I have been left with just an empty glass. I act as though things will eventually go wrong.
It’s not so much that I am pessimistic; it’s more like I am just anxious and want to be prepared for anything to potentially go wrong.
When you are an anxious person, you constantly assume that something will go wrong, even when there is no logical or obvious reason for whatever you are experiencing will go wrong. Your brain is constantly crafting and creating the worst possible outcome for any and all choices you make during your day to day life. Hell, your anxious brain assumes you will be negatively affected by the actions of others and situations you only watch or read about on television or in the news. It is not negativity to think like that.
It is survival.
When you prepare for the worst, you make the attempt to give yourself some sort of security. It’s like building yourself a metaphorical, or literal if you are some sort of doomsday type person, bomb shelter. You act as though the world is going to end in order for you to be better prepared to survive whatever life may through at you.