One of my friends likes to remind me that everyone is worrying all the time, because he senses that I almost never worry. He’s right, and when I do worry it tends to be a more active process where there’s something happening and I’m trying to figure out what to do about it. I’m not really even sure that can be defined as worry.
Of course, a large part of being able to rarely worry is that I have a very good life. If I was in an abusive relationship and under constant threat of violence, I have to assume that I would worry all the time.
While there are circumstances from which it is very difficult to extricate oneself, I’ve found that a lot of not worrying is just putting yourself in a position where you have few things which concern you.
A perfect example is living below your