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Unhelpful to the stressed
When my mental health was at its worst many years ago some stressors vexed me. Part of my recovery was learning to accept my fate unconditionally: to not fear that events may come to pass nor be disappointed if they did. Coming to terms with some of those possibilities took me some time.
In more recent times I have found myself unsympathetic to others who worry. I realized that this is about protecting myself: if I project onto them that they too should just accept things and move on then I need not follow their thinking well enough to see why they fret. When I do worry then I am annoyed with myself for falling back into old dangerous habits.
One way in which I sustain my recovery is to avoid the thinking patterns of worry and this seems to include not granting credence to others' worry: I dare not deeply consider their point of view. At least now I have recognized this I can take account of it in my intercourse with them.
In more recent times I have found myself unsympathetic to others who worry. I realized that this is about protecting myself: if I project onto them that they too should just accept things and move on then I need not follow their thinking well enough to see why they fret. When I do worry then I am annoyed with myself for falling back into old dangerous habits.
One way in which I sustain my recovery is to avoid the thinking patterns of worry and this seems to include not granting credence to others' worry: I dare not deeply consider their point of view. At least now I have recognized this I can take account of it in my intercourse with them.