Confusion is a sneaky form of living unconsciously.
Ever notice how worry over something pretends to be necessary and important? Confusion sucks me into a vortex of worthless behavior like:
- Mentally spinning out. I convince myself I’m doing something important “thinking about it”. I convince myself the spinning out thinking is somehow productive. But ironically, the more I spin here, the harder making a decision actually feels. Spinning generates more and more sticky confusion.
- I also say “I don’t know”. A LOT. Aloud or in my head.
- I’m paralyzed to actually act or commit to something. Which feels awful, draining, and leaves me with this hangover of self-loathing.
- If I’m not spinning in negative mental energy over the problem, then I’m just avoiding it all together. Another form of paralysis, with an energy draining undercurrent that is less overt than the spinning out.
As awful as this...