Worry and anxiety make absolutely no sense.
Whenever I feel worried or anxious, it's usually with the intention - conscious or unconscous - of staying aware or on top of the situation so that it can't get the better of me. It's as if my soul believes unswervingly that if I am not anxious or if I do not worry, then I'm lazy and unaware, and I'll ultimately be overtaken.
The truth of the matter is, however, that the moment I've begun to worry, I am overtaken already. The worrisome situation has already gotten the better of me.
The purpose of trouble is to cause trouble - duh.
If I am troubled about trouble, then trouble's purpose is already satisfied, and it's hardly had to lift its dreary little finger. My worrisome attempt at not being troubled by trouble has done trouble's job for it.
That being said, there can only be one solution:
The only way to overcome trouble is to laugh in the face of it. Big or small, the problems of this life can never overcome one who is not afraid.
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