Opinion: Stop overthinking because it ruined my friendship.

Feting Blue

This is a post about my experience with overthinking. There is nothing worse than being over-analytical or scrutinizing thoughts and events to insanity. You might know someone like this who always thinks the worst could happen, and all of their actions are constantly guided by worry. They may not be paranoid enough to put their friends in danger, but their anxiety makes them feel like they're playing with fire when they interact with anyone at all.

I'm that kind of person, and unfortunately, I couldn't escape my head.

This makes it hard to make friends and cope with everyday life, as you can imagine. When I think back on it now, it seems like a tragedy. I was younger, so I guess that's an excuse, but I wish I could have stopped overthinking before things got serious.

Overthinking ruined my friendship, making me fear interacting with my peers. A whole body of work could be written about why I was that way, but I don't want to get into that. After all, this is just a short internet article. Instead, I want to focus on what caused me to incur negative effects from my overthinking habit:

When my friend told me she had a crush on someone else.

I got upset and had a hard time understanding why. I didn't think this was possible, and I couldn't believe she was at such a low. I thought maybe thoughts of her being in love with someone else were just my fears entering my mind. I couldn't understand how that could have happened to the girl who had been my best friend for as long as we'd known each other.

I had always thought of us as inseparable.

But it's hard to tell when you're too scared to ask yourself the difficult questions. We had been friends for a long time, and I couldn't think of why she would lie or do something behind my back. Shouldn't I be the first person she'd talk to if she was in love with someone else? Or at least someone she'd confide in? But her words didn't match what I felt like we meant to each other.

"Do you think I'm in love with someone else?" she asked.

I was shocked and didn't know what to say. The question took me off guard, and it was hard to make sense of the situation. After all, I had never considered that she might take another interest or be upset over a crush on another person. The truth is, I just wasn't ready for this kind of news.

"I guess so," I answered. "I just didn't think you'd ever be interested in another guy."

"It's not about them," she said. "It's about this person I'm dating, and there are times when we don't have anything to talk about.

"That can happen with friends, too," I said. "So what if there isn't a lot to talk about?"

But I knew it was much more serious than that.

"I think it's different with a friend," she replied. "With them, you can just not talk, but it's hard to understand with someone you're interested in."

I thought about that for a second. She didn't need me to respond; she probably wanted to leave it. She wanted me to be okay with whatever was happening in her life, and I didn't want to be the one who made things worse. I wanted to respect her boundaries and show that I was concerned about her, even if I didn't know what to say.

"Of course," I said. "I'm happy for you. Do you think it'll go anywhere?"

"No idea," she replied with a smile. "We haven't been together long. He's just someone I like spending time with."

Her words made me feel better, and the fact that she was smiling told me everything was okay for the time being.

A week passed, and I was still trying to understand what had happened. Every time I saw her, she looked as happy as ever. She was always smiling, and I didn't see a hint of sadness on her face. It was strange to think about how things could be this way if she were in love with someone else, but she wasn't because they were just friends.

I just couldn't imagine seeing her again.

It was hard to imagine being alone, but I didn't know what else to do.

I am overthinking ruined my friendship.

Though I was trying to stay positive and happy for her, I questioned everything she said or did. It didn't matter if she looked like she was having a good time; it didn't matter if she never seemed as happy. I felt the need to know how things were going, and my pessimism was causing me to doubt her motives.

What if she wasn't telling the truth?

She could have been in love with someone else, but I wasn't sure they were meant to be together. They hadn't been together long didn't mean much when there were many possibilities of what could go wrong. So many bad things could happen, and I didn't want to see her giving her everything to a guy who was just using her.

I was overthinking ruined my friendship. It turned it into a toxic place where I couldn't trust anyone, and it made me feel like everything I knew was wrong. It made me realize that no one is as perfect as they seem and that there are often much deeper issues at hand than what we could ever guess. The truth is, I had no idea what I was thinking. I was only making up stories to justify my problems, and I was running away from the real problem.

I wasn't facing reality.

Overthinking ruined my friendship because I wouldn't let go of what happened until it happened. It didn't matter how happy she looked or how much we seemed to be getting along; there was always a part of me thinking about what could go wrong. That kind of thinking caused me to lose track of what should matter and what I should focus on. I would assume something was wrong and keep my mind on it until things were perfect. Once I started to think like that, it was hard to change my perspective.

I was overthinking everything, and my rational thinking was making me miserable. Things only worked when we were prepared for them like everything else in life. The fact that she was happy should have made me happy, but instead, it made me feel worse. I thought I should be upset because she had moved on without me, and I didn't like being left out of her life.

I wished she could explain why this was happening to us.

I wished she could tell me that everything would work out, and we wouldn't see each other as much anymore. But somehow, I knew that wasn't going to happen, and I was getting more upset each day. I kept asking myself what she wanted from me, wondering why she was stepping out of my life when she hadn't been before.

I was overthinking and it ruined my friendship. I started to believe that everything was a lie, and I could never be sure of anything. The problem started when I began to think there was something wrong with her and something wrong with our friendship. Before that point, there had just been a lot of things happening in our lives that we couldn't make sense of. Things had changed so quickly, and after she came out, it was much harder to understand what was going on.


So the conclusion of this article, we can see that overthinking a lot can affect your friendship and other relationships. So, never overthink things that are not important. You should try to think positively about the goodness around you and your friends.

Comments / 4

Published by

some lines on happiness


More from Feting Blue

Comments / 0