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Second Guessing

It was inevitable: life was everywhere I turned.

My earliest memory is of this dream I had, where I went outside and threw snow on my face because I didn’t and couldn’t believe that I was real, that what I was surrounded by was real. I was about five when I had this dream and ever since then I have always questioned things. Like all things with time and practice I've become better at overthinking. I have perfected the art of overthinking; it is now an involuntary response for me. 

Second guessing things I guess is where it started. 

Little kids in general are perceived by adults to be innocent, curious, inquisitive and naive. Innocent in they haven't really experienced the real world (the real world something I wish to further discuss in another post). Their inexperience of the real world contributes to them been naive but also the fact they are just children and are still learning. Whilst they have inexperience of the real world, they have experience of observing others in the real world first and foremost their parents which I suppose leads to their curiosity which is explored when they ask questions. The questions kids ask concerning various aspects of their life and what they observe of others are generally broad relating to what, how and why. Whilst they may remain persistent in their questioning based on the answer you give them it is typically the repetitive 'why' which essentially is a fun game to them. My point is that whilst children may be inquisitive, they generally don't second guess things. 


I guess I'm the exception; because ever since that dream I had when I was five, I have always second guessed things. And with time and practice my second guessing became overthinking. Overthinking like I said is involuntary for me, I overthink every little thing, many of which I shouldn't; maybe that is what lead to my downfall. 
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