I question everything. Every single decision I make. And it’s not just big decisions… it’s every little thing.
Shopping is the worst. I spend forever questioning whether or not to buy things. I have stared at a shirt (or maybe a pint of ice cream or a lipstick) for fifteen minutes trying to come to a decision. And even when I do decide, I question that decision… and usually change my mind ten times before I finally do something. And even then, I regret my decision. But if I return said item, I question that, too. Was that the wrong decision? Should I have kept it? And finally… should I have left the damn house at all?
Oh, speaking of leaving the house, that’s another thing I question. I think, hey, I’ll go somewhere but I question whether I should because I might spend money I don’t have or I might take too long or whatever other craziness enters my mind. But I should get out of the house. But I should do things at home. But…
I’m tired of questioning everything. I wish I could be confident in my decisions. Damn, at least the little ones.
p.s.— I don’t know if I should post this.
p.s. 2— I realize I am a few days behind. I’m working on it…
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