Why give in to pressure?

I work in customer service. And the Coronavirus has thrown us all for a new one.

I don’t work the typical cashier position, but I answer to a lot of entitled people throughout my day. Those who expect something from everybody and everything. Those who are unpleased if you didn’t meet their 110% expectation somewhere in their mind. I get cursed out for the smallest imperfections, of for not washing someone’s car when we’re down 70% of our staff, or for not delivering their car from three hours away. 

Talk about strain. It sounds easy to let it go in one ear and out the other, but boy, it has it been a rough ride. Layoffs have begun. Business plumetted. We’re working harder than ever to keep our customers coming, to sanitize, and to keep our sanity. The whole world is on edge. 

I often ask people whether anxiety is good. I get varying answers. From a lot of people, the answer is “of course not.” I disagree. Anxiety is what keeps us performing. It’s what keeps us behaving, and keeps us in line. But there is a fine line to be drawn between healthy anxiety, and excessive anxiety. I used to walk the line of excessive anxiety daily. 

The truth of the matter is, why bother? Anxiety, when it’s unhealthy is a silent killer of joy and happiness. It takes the life out of us. It fills our minds with worry, not with hope. It takes the colors out of life and replaces them with shades of gray. 

When is anxiety excessive? 

  • Are you worrying about things you can’t change? 
  • Do you beat yourself up for unrealistic expecations? 
  • Would you consider yourself unhappy and consumed with constant comparisons to others? 
  • Do you look at someone else in your shoes, and think “they’re doing great?” 

If you answer yes to any of these questions, relax. You’re doing great. We’re our own worst critics. Constantly. And at this point, it sounds like anxiety has become the unhealthy kind. 

Everything is what it is. Do your best, and let God take care of the rest. The world washes itself out and everything becomes what it is. We’re just one more cog on the wheel, and we can only make the most of what we have. 



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