When I was growing up my dad always had some motivational book around. One was by Zig Ziglar, and that’s where I first heard the term “Stinkin’ Thinkin’.” The following is an example:
On the outside, it looks like I had a decent day today. I did a few blog posts, did some yoga, facilitated a nice conversation between my daughter and husband, got some loving feedback from friends...and more!
On the inside I’m a WRECK. When my daughter and I went for a quick drive to ensure the car would still start she wanted to go to visit her campus. Reasonable that she’d miss it. As we got further away from home it was all I could do to contain my panic. I was terrified that we might get into an accident and I’d be seen...and exposed to COVID-19 too.
Worse than that though, thoughts are spinning around in my mind about my upcoming Dr. appointment. The weigh in. Explaining the weight gain. Talking about my binges and asking for help. Thinking that my Dr. will think, “I’ve got people suffering and dying from corona virus and this one can’t stop eating !?” “Kids, people, are starving in this state and in this world, and this one won’t stop eating cookies?!”
I feel RIDICULOUS. I feel like I’m “making a mountain out of a molehill.” I should just go back on WW and stop WHINING!
I know that there is no way my Dr is going to think like that, I wouldn’t like her as a Dr if she’d ever made me feel that way. It’s just Stinkin’ Thinkin’ but it’s filling me with anxiety, dread, and...1/2 a bag of cookies. Ugh.
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