Chapter 57 Chapter 8 I Was a Victim of Worry

In the school of life, I only learned the homework of "worry", and I became known as "Virginia's trouble king". Seventeen years ago, when I was a student at the Military Academy in Blacksburg, Virginia, I was known as "Virginia's Troubled King."I was so full of worries and worries that I fell ill so often that the school hospital often reserved a bed for me.As soon as the nurses saw me going to the hospital, they gave me an injection involuntarily.I was so troubled, so full of worries about everything, that sometimes I even forgot why I was bothered.Because I failed the exams in physics and several other subjects, I worried that I would be expelled from school due to poor grades; I was worried that indigestion and insomnia would affect my health; I was worried that my financial situation could not maintain my studies; I can't often buy gifts for my girlfriend, take her to dance, she will marry other classmates... Day and night, I am always troubled by many unsolvable problems.

In desperation, I confide my troubles to Professor Duke Bader, a professor of business administration. Those 15 minutes of talking with Professor Bard helped my mental and physical health more than I learned in four years of college.He said to me, "Jim, you should face reality. If you could spend half the time and energy you spend worrying on solving your own problems, then you wouldn't have any more worries. Worry is really just a part of your life." Just a bad habit." He gave me three rules to break my worrying habit: First, correctly understand what exactly is bothering you.

Second, find out the cause of the problem. Third, take some constructive action immediately to address these issues. Following these three rules, I have drawn up some aggressive plans.Instead of worrying about failing physics, I asked myself why I failed.I know it's not because I'm stupid. On the contrary, I'm also the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper.I failed my physics exam because I had no interest in the subject, and I wasn't interested because I didn't think it would help me in the career I was about to pursue.However, now I have changed my attitude.I said to myself, "If the school requires me to pass a physics test to get my degree, can I resist?"

So, instead of wasting time worrying about how difficult physics was, I concentrated on my studies and passed the exam with flying colors. As for the financial problems, I solved them with work-study methods—such as selling juice at the prom—while I took out loans from my father, which I promised to pay off soon after graduation. I also solved the love problem, and I bravely proposed to the girl I had feared would turn my back on her.She was Mrs. Jim Birdsaw now. Looking back now, I find that the problems I was worried about at that time were not very difficult, it was just that I was unwilling to find out the reasons for my troubles and faced them bravely.