Overthinking Kills Your Happiness Novels & Stories

My acrylic nail taps restlessly against my thumb while frustration coils tighter in my chest. "I know I probably overdo it sometimes. I just..." I exhale hard, shaking my head. "Once I start overthinking, it's like my brain won't let shit go. One bad thought turns into twenty more, and suddenly I'm acting insane over stuff that might not even be true." The confession lingers awkwardly between us. God. I hate sounding vulnerable. Makes my skin itch. Makes me wanna immediately say something funny or shake my ass on a countertop to restore balance to the universe.

Are you going to threaten me with suicide again? I brushed the dust off my luggage and asked while enunciating each word, "Who told you that I'm going to kill myself?" Heartless people like Emil and Sarah could live good lives, and it wasn't easy for me to get a second shot at life. Why should I kill myself? Emil snickered and said nothing. His eyes were full of disdain. Following closely behind him, Sarah said, "Penny, you can just tell Emil nicely that you would like to attend his birthday party.

But I know it won't be long before they will start asking again. "Are you overthinking?" I heard the familiar voice of Xander behind me. I turned around to face him. "No, I was just lost in my thoughts." I replied. "You know overthinking can't solve any problem, better days are surely going to come, you should think about the better days ahead of you and imagine things you want to do with your man when he finally wakes up. Maybe you should start making a bucket list of everything you want to do with him. I think that would at least get your mind of your worries." Xander said calmly.

“It’s okay bestie. You’ve done more than enough for me which I am so grateful for. I just feel like giving up on everything.” “Things are going to get better with time, you just have to keep believing.” “It’s just so hard for me, bestie. Why can’t you see and understand it?” “I know how hard it is but overthinking won’t solve anything. Instead it only makes things worse.” “But Katie,” I was still talking when she cut me short. “I’m really worried about you, babe. Haven’t you noticed how slender you have become?” “I have also noticed it. I just wish there was a way to end all of the worries by committing suicide.”

I could feel the peace of the young night with a little breeze of air. "Hold back, my dear. You are having the episode of overthinking. That's it. Flow with whatever may happen and let your mind be free. Stay centered by accepting whatever you are doing. This is the ultimate. Whatever happened, happened for the good. Whatever is happening, is happening for the good. Whatever will happen, will also happen for the good only. You need not have any regrets about the past. you need not worry about the future. The present is happening, live in the present." She said while she walked towards me and hugged me from behind in order to comfort me. Fuck my overthinking, it could kill me in any way that

I know this sounds bad, but when I left that room. My heart broke. He looked so lost and confused. I blamed myself once again. Did I really drive the only man that I have ever loved to go crazy and kill people? It was all like a really bad dream I couldn't wake up from.

We're standing a few inches away, facing the lake and looking at the beautiful ducks floating. "Death is a slow poison", she says after a while. "Not to the person who dies— but to those whom the person leaves behind. The poison gradually sucks out happiness from a living one and makes them crave dying. If we start giving importance to death, mourning instead of celebrating their lives, death wins" Her deep words consume me, filling the voids inside and making me realise how badly I need to come out of the realm that has surrounded me. I close my eyes, going back to childhood— the moment which changed my life forever.

Gary scoffed by opening his eyes wide "They highly recommended you, since you're also the one being looked up to, I thought you'd at least be flexible." Eli caught his irritated tone and sighed through his nose, pinching it right between his eyebrows. Gary bit his inner cheek thought In silent again, if only why Happiness is simple, stay away from His prohibitions, carry out His commands, and Happiness is simple, when he tries then succeeds. and Happy is simple, when reality matches what he expects. But... now he thinks that it's not only himself he has to think about there was someone else he had to think about to make them happy. If he loses someone. but he can go back to being himself, me

Richard had not sounded desperate or emotional, and that alone made everything he said more dangerous than he had been. “You’re thinking too much,” Dylan said without looking at me. I let out a quiet breath. “I don’t think there’s such a thing right now,” I replied. “There is,” he said. “When it leads nowhere.” “And you think this leads nowhere?” I asked. “I think overthinking slows decisions,” he replied. I turned my head slightly toward him, studying his profile. “And rushing them makes things better?” I asked. “I’m not rushing,” he said. “I’m deciding.”

“Eva…” “All my life I’ve been used, in every way possible. And just when I thought, ‘oh, he’s a good guy’, you turn around and show me that you’re just the same as all the others.” Am I overreacting? Am I overthinking? Definitely not. I’ve gone through things that still keep me up at night, things that still haunt me. And god, I’ve fought. I’ve fought to be happy, I’ve fought to be sane… only to be sucked into the same whirlpool again, and again, and again.