Now that you’ve read the dread title of this post, do you dread reading it?
- hurting other people’s feelings,
- making a fool of myself,
- losing things,
- harsh judgments,
- violence, and
- forgetting to express what’s important, including something a patient brought into therapy yesterday:
Isn’t that dreadfully clever? It’s so great, I dread comparing that to any other definition of dread, like this one:
anticipate with great apprehension or fear.
“Jane was dreading the party”
synonyms: fear, be afraid of, worry about, be anxious about, have forebodings about
great fear or apprehension.
“the thought of returning to New Jersey filled her with dread”
synonyms: fear, apprehension, trepidation, anxiety, worry, concern, foreboding, disquiet, unease, angst
a person with dreadlocks.
greatly feared; dreadful.
“he was stricken with the dread disease and died”
synonyms: awful, frightful, terrible, horrible, dreadful
Obviously, the person who wrote that online definition dreads the state of New Jersey.
Do you dread seeing any of my other photos from yesterday?
Because I dread posting photos that are too confusing, I’ll explain that last one: Yesterday I facilitated a therapy group where we focused on the topic of “sensitivity” and I drew that personal sensitivity scale (with my dreadful handwriting).
Here and now, I do NOT dread:
- any thoughts, feelings, or other reactions you might share, below, about this post,
- going into work,
- taking a healing breath,
- focusing on the current moment, and
- thanking you for reading this!