Handling An OverThinker
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Last published Thu, Jun 19, 2025
It's Ok if they are unhappy,
It's Ok if they are stressed,
It's Ok if they are Rude,
It's Ok if they are shouting at you,
It's Ok if they are aggressive,
It's Ok if they are terrible to look at,
It's Ok if they can't focus,
It's Ok if they are NOT OK.
It's Really OK.
Because, why not?
They are the ones, who are least understood.
They are the ones, who are mostly Misunderstood,
They are the ones, who are never taken seriously because, Oh! they are overthinking again.
Trust me, man, They don't!
They Don't Think,
They Just Observe A Lot of Things.
The overthinkers need to be taken care of. There's nothing wrong if they want their loved ones' attention when they are stressed. They are always wronged and kept shut by saying "Dude, You are just overthinking."
Trust me when I say, They are NOT JUST overthinking, they are too loned to observe a lot of things.
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