Psychology

Overthinking

overthinking

For some reason my brain decided to put overthinking on overdrive today 
It's so irritating please help :( it's literally making me cry

Help. I can't stop overthinking today

Kubera impamvu zimwe na zimwe ubwonko bwanjye bwafashe icyemezo cyo gushyira gutekereza cyane ku murongo wihuse uyu munsi 
Birakabije cyane nyabuna mfasha :( birantera kurira

Fasha. Sinshobora guhagarika gutekereza cyane uyu munsi

Who Else Gets Anxious When Overthinking Any Scenario?

Ninde wundi wumva agahinda iyo atekereje ku kintu icyo aricyo cyose?

No point. Or maybe too many points. Too many words just trapped. I keep coming back to the phrase "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?". If there are many thoughts but never verbalized, where do the thoughts go? [Into the soma. Through the soma]

Wonderings

Nta mpamvu. Cyangwa se impamvu nyinshi. Amagambo menshi arimo gufungwa. Ndasubira ku mvugo "Niba igiti gisenyutse mu ishyamba kandi nta muntu uhari wo kugikurikirana, ese kirakora urusaku?". Niba hari ibitekerezo byinshi ariko bitigeze bivugwa, ibitekerezo bigenda he? [Mu soma. Binjiye mu soma]

Ibitekerezo

Have you ever noticed how, while the sun is still up, you feel like you can do anything?
Everything seems possible, and hope feels within reach.
But when night falls, and the moon replaces the sun, everything changes.
Loneliness starts to speak, dark thoughts begin to grow, and suddenly every problem feels heavier than it did before.
It’s strange how the night can make us feel so lost.
But maybe it’s not because we are weak—maybe it’s because silence gives our hidden emotions a chance to be heard.
And just like every night eventually gives way to morning, this feeling too shall pass.

Some battles are invisible, they happen quietly, when the world is asleep and your mind is wide awake.

Ese wigeze wumva ukuntu, mu gihe izuba riri hejuru, wumva ushobora gukora byose?
Ibintu byose bisa n'ibishoboka, kandi icyizere kimeze nk'icyegereye.
Ariko igihe ijoro rigwa, kandi ukwezi gusimbura izuba, byose bihinduka.
Kwigunga bitangira kuvuga, ibitekerezo by'umwijima bitangira gukura, kandi mu buryo butunguranye buri kibazo kiza kumva kiremereye kurusha uko cyari cyifashe mbere.
Biratangaje ukuntu ijoro rishobora gutuma twumva twatakaye.
Ariko wenda si uko turi intege nke—wenda ni uko silence itanga amahirwe ku marangamutima yacu yihishe kugira ngo yumvikane.
Kandi nk'uko ijoro ryose riza guhinduka mu gitondo, n'iki kintu kizashira.

Intambara zimwe ntizigaragara, ziba mu ibanga, igihe isi iruhuka kandi ubwenge bwawe buri mu mwuka.

For those who overthink everything like me, you should play Sudoku works as magic and could listen to music while playing, perfect

Ku bantu batekereza cyane kuri byose nka njye, ugomba gukina Sudoku ikora nk'igitangaza kandi ushobora kumva umuziki mu gihe ukina, byiza cyane

Gutekereza cyane

I needed this today, you need this today, everyone needs this today!

Nabikeneye uyu munsi, urabikeneye uyu munsi, buri wese abikeneye uyu munsi!

I mean....🤷🏻‍♀️😂

Ntekereza....🤷🏻‍♀️😂

🤐🥴😮‍💨

The emptiness in my life made the sounds in my head louder, as much as i try to suppress them and direct my overthinking into something productive, the sad thoughts can be overwhelming, demotivating me, i even shed tears, I know that it means I'm a human being, but it's just harsh reality when you're on your own...

Sometimes i wonder if my lofe could've been better if I went back in time to change one thing, but I would lose a lot of things that I have now, yet again I think, perhaps I would be happier, or be more sadder...

I just need to keep my head up, move forward, hopefully life will open up a path or something where things ease up a bit, and it wouldn't be much empty ~

I wish no one would feel what I feel, find friends that value you, and appreciate them, don't chase after the wrong ones, I know it's not easy to spot the fake from real, but you will find a way if you pay attention closely...

Overwhelmed lately...

Ubwiyunge mu buzima bwanjye bwatumye amajwi mu mutwe wanjye aba menshi, nubwo ngerageza kubihisha no kuyobora ibitekerezo byanjye mu kintu cyiza, ibitekerezo bibi birashobora kuba byinshi, bigatuma ntakaza icyizere, ndanira n'amarira, nzi ko bivuze ko ndi umuntu, ariko ni ukuri gukomeye iyo uri wenyine...

Bimwe na bimwe nibaza niba ubuzima bwanjye bwari kuba bwiza kurushaho niba nashoboraga gusubira mu gihe ngo mpindure ikintu kimwe, ariko naba nabuze byinshi mfite ubu, ariko nanone nibaza, wenda naba nishimye, cyangwa naba nishimye cyane...

Nkeneye gusa gukomeza umutwe hejuru, nkagenda imbere, nizeye ko ubuzima buzafungura inzira cyangwa ikintu aho ibintu byoroha gato, kandi ntibizaba byinshi mu bwigunge ~

Nifuza ko nta wumva ibyo numva, ushake inshuti zigukunda, kandi uzishimire, ntukurikire abatagukunda, nzi ko atari byoroshye kubona ibinyoma uhereye ku by'ukuri, ariko uzabona inzira niba wita ku bintu neza...

Kujya mu bwigunge vuba...

🦋Who am I? Good Question.. You decide I wouldn't my suggestions... How do I find the right direction... Who am I?🦋

Question Question Is The Name

🦋Ndi nde? Ikibazo cyiza.. Wowe urahitamo sinakugira inama... Ntegereje gute kubona inzira nyayo... Ndi nde?🦋

Ikibazo Ikibazo Ni Izina

Anyone felt like this as well randomly?

Hari uwigeze kumva atya mu buryo butunguranye?

😭

Ndasaba imbabazi ko ndi umuntu utekereza cyane 😭

Deep within a jungle lay a path.

It wasn't a long path. In fact, compared to the endless wilderness surrounding it, it was surprisingly short. Yet few people walked it willingly.

The path was narrow, overgrown with thorns and vines. Every step demanded something from those who walked it. Some sections required painful honesty. Others forced people to face old regrets, buried shame, unresolved trauma, difficult conversations, grief, guilt, or the people they had hurt and missed. It was not a path of distance, but of emotion.

At the end of the path stood something precious.

For some, it was peace.

For others, forgiveness.

For many, it was family.

The people waiting there could not walk the path for them. They could only wait and hope.

Most travellers entered the jungle knowing the path was there.

But not everyone chose to walk it the same way.

One man saw the path and sprinted.

He hated the pain, hated the uncertainty, hated feeling vulnerable. He wanted it over with. He attacked every obstacle with desperation and force, charging through thorn bushes, smashing through vines, refusing to rest.

He became obsessed with reaching the end.

The faster he ran, the more the jungle fought back.

By the time he reached his family, he had arrived quickly, but at a cost. His body was covered in cuts. His clothes were torn. He was exhausted, malnourished and barely standing.

He had faced his struggles, but he had never truly processed them. He had battled them.

Won, perhaps.

But not learned from them.

Another man looked at the same path and turned away.

"Not today," he said.

The jungle beyond seemed easier.

There were places to sit, people to drink with, distractions everywhere. There was always another party, another excuse, another way to avoid thinking about what waited on that path.

Days became months.

Months became years.

The jungle slowly became home.

The man built himself a camp amongst the trees. Whenever the path came to mind, he drowned the thought with noise, entertainment, habits and comforts.

Over time he stopped noticing how lost he had become.

The jungle wasn't hurting him all at once.

It was taking pieces of him slowly.

His health.

His time.

His purpose.

His confidence.

Eventually he looked into a stream and barely recognised the man staring back.

His hair was grey.

His body tired.

His spirit worn down.

The path was still there.

Exactly where it had always been.

Only now he had less strength to walk it.

When he finally reached the end, many years later, his family was still there.

But time had moved on.

The children he remembered were now adults.

Moments had been missed.

Memories never made.

The path had never been long.

Only delayed.

Then there was a third man.

When he saw the path, he accepted what it was.

He knew it would hurt.

He knew there would be tears, difficult conversations, setbacks and days when he wanted to quit.

So he began walking.

Not running.

Not hiding.

Walking.

When the thorns cut him, he learned from them.

When he grew tired, he rested.

When the sun broke through the trees, he stopped to appreciate it.

He laughed when he could.

Cried when he needed to.

Asked for help when he was struggling.

And each challenge made him stronger.

Not because the path became easier.

But because he became more capable.

The jungle was still difficult.

The emotions were still real.

The conversations were still uncomfortable.

Yet every step built resilience instead of taking it away.

When he finally reached the end, he stood tall.

Strong.

Healthy.

Grounded.

Not because he had avoided suffering, but because he had faced it properly.

His family embraced him.

And although the path had wounded him along the way, it had also shaped him.

The truth is that every person eventually notices the path.

Some rush through it and arrive broken.

Some spend years hiding from it and become lost in the jungle.

Others accept the challenge, walk it with patience, and allow it to transform them.

The path is rarely as long as we fear.

But the longer we avoid it, the larger the jungle becomes.

And no matter how far we wander, the path remains where it always was, waiting quietly for us to take the first step.

The Path (Story)

Mu gice cy'ishyamba hateraniye inzira.

N'ubwo itari ndende. Mu by'ukuri, ugereranyije n'ubusitani budashira buyikikije, yari ngufi cyane. Ariko abantu bake ni bo bayinyuramo ku bushake.

Inzira yari ngufi, yuzuyemo ibikoma n'ibihuru. Buri ntambwe yasabaga ikintu ku bantu bayinyuramo. Ibice bimwe byasabaga ukuri kubabaza. Ibindi byatumaga abantu bahura n'ibihombo byashize, isoni zashize, ibibazo bitarashakirwa umuti, ibiganiro bigoye, agahinda, icyaha, cyangwa abantu bababaje kandi babuze. N'ubwo itari inzira y'uburebure, yari inzira y'amarangamutima.

Ku mpera y'inzira hari ikintu cy'agaciro.

Ku bamwe, byari amahoro.

Ku bandi, byari imbabazi.

Ku benshi, byari umuryango.

Abantu bari bahategereje ntibashoboraga kunyura mu nzira yabo. Bashoboraga gusa gutegereza no kwizera.

Abagenzi benshi binjiyemo ishyamba bazi ko inzira ihari.

Ariko si bose bahisemo kuyinyuramo mu buryo bumwe.

Umugabo umwe yabonye inzira ariruka.

Yaravunaga agahinda, yaravunaga kutamenya, yaravunaga kumva atisanzuye. Yashakaga ko biba birangiye. Yashakaga guhangana n'ibikoma byose n'ubwoba n'imbaraga, yinjira mu bihuru by'ibikoma, akanyura mu bihuru, akanga kuruhuka.

Yabaye umunyamwete wo kugera ku mpera.

Uko yihutaga, ni ko ishyamba ryakomeje kumurwanya.

N'ubwo yageze ku muryango we, yari yageze vuba, ariko ku giciro. Umubiri we wari wuzuye ibikomere. Imyenda ye yari yarasenyutse. Yari aruhijwe, atararya neza kandi akiri mu mwanya muto.

Yari yahura n'ibibazo bye, ariko ntiyigeze abikemura mu buryo bwimbitse. Yarabirwanye.

Yatsinze, wenda.

Ariko ntiyigeze abikuramo amasomo.

Undi mugabo yarebye inzira imwe n'iyo ahindukira.

"Oya uyu munsi," yavuze.

Ishyamba riri inyuma ryari ryoroshye.

Hari ahantu ho kwicara, abantu bo kunywa, ibituma umuntu atibanda hose. Hahoraga ibirori, impamvu zindi, indi nzira yo kwirinda gutekereza ku byo byari bikeneye ku nzira.

Iminsi yabaye amezi.

Amezi yabaye imyaka.

Ishyamba slowly ryabaye urugo.

Umugabo yubatse ikiraro hagati y'ibiti. Igihe cyose inzira yagarukaga mu mutwe, yihishaga mu byuma, mu byishimo, mu myitwarire no mu byiza.

Mu gihe cy'igihe, yahagaritse kubona uko yabuze.

Ishyamba ntiryari rimukomeretsa icyarimwe.

Ryari riri kumufata buhoro buhoro.

Ubuzima bwe.

Igihe cye.

Intego ye.

Kwizera kwe.

Mu gihe gito yarebye mu mugezi kandi ntiyashoboye kumenya umugabo witegereza.

Imisatsi ye yari yera.

Umubiri we wari wananijwe.

Umwuka we wari warakomeretse.

Inzira yari ikiriho.

Ahantu hose yari isanzwe.

Ariko ubu yari afite imbaraga nke zo kuyinyuramo.

Igihe yageze ku mpera, imyaka myinshi nyuma, umuryango we wari ukiriho.

Ariko igihe cyari cyarashize.

Abana yibukaga bari bakuze.

Igihe cyari cyaracitse.

Ibyo yibuka ntibyari byarakozwe.

Inzira ntiyari yigeze iba ndende.

Yari yatinze gusa.

Hanyuma habayeho umugabo wa gatatu.

Igihe yabonaga inzira, yemeye uko yari.

Yari azi ko byari kubabaza.

Yari azi ko hazabaho amarira, ibiganiro bigoye, ibihe bigoye n'iminsi yifuzaga gucika intege.

Nuko

Inzira (Inkuru)

Yeah so looks like sleeping, sudoku, whatever, are so temporary, you cannot stop overthink, it cannot let you sit down no doing anything about it, or you can just sit down waiting for it, oh godi hate it

Yego rero bisa n'aho gusinzira, sudoku, icyo ari cyo cyose, ari ibihe by'igihe gito, ntushobora guhagarika gutekereza cyane, ntibishobora kugufasha kwicara udakora ikintu na kimwe kuri byo, cyangwa ushobora gusa kwicara utegereje, oh ndabikunda cyane.

I mean at random point of the day "Imagine one day you're getting DMs because suddenly you've become very well known amd famous for the things you create"...

Then I'd say "it will hard to know who is real and who isn't, I wish I could make connections before any of that happens, and if it happens, then I guess I'll set boundaries or something" and then I tell myself "you know what, let's not think, let's just focus on present, future is unknown, and what I do now will shape my future, keep doing what i do"

Yet still, that thought always come and go...

One of these thoughts that always go around in my head, constantly popping up...

Ntekereza ku gihe runaka cy'umunsi "Tekereza umunsi umwe uri kwakira ubutumwa bwihariye kuko mu buryo butunguranye umaze kumenyekana cyane kandi ukaba uzwi ku bintu ukora"...

Nuko mvuga "bizaba bigoranye kumenya uwari we n'uwari we, nifuza ko nagira imikoranire mbere y'uko ibyo biba, kandi nibiba, ntekereza ko nzashyiraho imipaka cyangwa ikindi kintu" hanyuma nkivugira "uzi icyo, reka tutibaze, reka twibande ku gihe turimo, ejo hazaza ntihazwi, kandi ibyo nkora ubu bizagena ejo hazaza bwanjye, komeza gukora ibyo ukora"

Ariko kandi, icyo gitekerezo gihora kiza no kugenda...

Bimwe mu bitekerezo bihora biza mu mutwe wanjye, bihora biza...

I'm tired in a way sleep can't fix.
My body rests, but my mind never does.
Too many thoughts,too many memories,too many silent battles happening all at once.
People think I'm distant, but honestly........
I'm just mentally exhausted from carrying everything alone.

I'm Tired

Ndi mu bwigunge mu buryo ibitotsi bitabasha gukemura.
Umubiri wanjye uraruhuka, ariko ubwenge bwanjye ntibuhora buruhuka.
Ibitekerezo byinshi, memories nyinshi, intambara nyinshi z silent ziri kuba icyarimwe.
Abantu batekereza ko ndi kure, ariko mu by'ukuri........
Ndi gusa mu bwigunge bwo mu mutwe kubera ko ntegereza byose njyenyine.

Ndi mu bwigunge

At times I feel like my overthinking can be a double edge sword.

Blessing or curse at times

Rimwe na rimwe numva ko gutekereza cyane bishobora kuba inkota ifite impande ebyiri.

Ibyiza cyangwa ibibi rimwe na rimwe

ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈᵖʰᵒⁿᵉˢ

Ntukibagirwe telefone zawe

Overthinking at its finest

Gutekereza cyane mu buryo bwiza cyane

Just thinkinn

Iteka ryibuka

We all have secret haven where we step the compulsive rumination and the anxiety. When your body will begin to realize oxytocin and you'll feel at peace and make you feel extraordinary.
And you will enjoy it because that feeling is on its way to extinction like all good things

Twese dufite ahantu hihishe aho dusohokera ibitekerezo by'ubwiyahuzi n'ubwoba. Igihe umubiri wawe uzatangira kumenya oxytocin uzumva amahoro kandi bigatuma wumva utangaje.
Kandi uzabikunda kuko icyo kintu kiri mu nzira yo gukendera nk'ibintu byose byiza.

Mine - was I right about selecting my career in Pcm ? In class 10

What is the dumbest thing you overthink about?

Icyanjye - ese nari mfite ukuri mu guhitamo umwuga wanjye mu Pcm? Mu ishuri rya 10

Ni ikihe kintu gisa n'ikidashoboka wibaza cyane?

People say it's overthinking but i say we predict future more easily

Abantu bavuga ko ari ugutekereza cyane ariko njye mvuga ko tubasha guhanura ejo hazaza byoroshye

Sometimes you need to stop thinking and to learn to get out of your head and just let go

Bimwe na bimwe, ugomba guhagarika gutekereza no kwiga kuva mu mutwe wawe ukareka gusa.

Even writing this post took a lot of thinking 😭

Tell me how to stop overthinking

N'ubwo nandika iyi posita byasabye gutekereza cyane 😭

Nambwira uko nakwihagararaho mu bitekerezo byinshi

What are some advices you have received on overthinking? What works and what doesn't?

Let us Roast and destroy some mainstream advises on overthinking.

Ni izihe nama mwakiriye ku gutekereza cyane? Ni izihe zikora neza kandi izihe zidakora?

Tugire icyo tuvuga ku nama z'ibinyoma ku gutekereza cyane.

Nobody is coming to save you, no friend or family is coming to save you from your overthinking
Don't think more more cause it will keep you low only and you can't do anything about it
I know it's sounds harsh, but we need to accept it

Control yourself

Nta muntu uzaza kukurwanirira, nta nshuti cyangwa umuryango uzaza kukurwanirira ku bitekerezo byawe byinshi
Ntukibande ku bitekerezo byinshi kuko bizagukomeza hasi gusa kandi ntushobora gukora ikintu na kimwe kubyo
Nzi ko bisa n'ibikomeye, ariko tugomba kubyemera

Wigenzure

I'm thinking about cutting my dread locs off

Locs

😴😴

Positively overthinking

Gutekereza cyane mu buryo bwiza

When you got so much on your mind like: "LET ME SLEEP!!! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

Can't sleep

Iyo ufite byinshi mu mutwe nka: "NIMBEMO SINZIRE!!! NIMBURE!!!"

Sinshobora gusinzira

I think too much and still act like someone who didn’t think at all 🙌

Ntekereza cyane kandi nkakora nk'uwataye igihe cye 🙌

memes

"Are you mad at me?" - me, everyday to every person I interact with 😅🙃

#gutekereza cyane #ubwoba #gukina #ubuzima

"Urakara kuri njye?" - njye, buri munsi ku muntu wese nkorana na we 😅🙃

What if the person who could've made you the happiest in the world, who could've made you feel the luckiest everytime you woke up with them every morning, is someone whose profile you already swiped on?

You didn't like something on their profile.

They didn't have enough good photos.

They said "hi", but you ignored the message.

You swiped their profile away and, consequently, swiped away the beautiful love story, the lifetime of laughter and tears, and the chance to grow old with the love of your life.

...

Just wondering if I'm the only one who thinks about this. 🤣

What if you already came across your soulmate...

Ni iki cyaba kibaye niba umuntu ushobora kukugira happiest mu isi, ushobora kukugira wumva uri mu byishimo buri gihe ubyutse hamwe na we buri gitondo, ari umuntu ufite profil waramaze kuyikuramo?

Ntukishimiye ikintu kuri profil yabo.

Ntibari bafite amafoto meza ahagije.

Bavuze "muraho", ariko wananiranye ubutumwa.

Wakuramo profil yabo, bityo, ukuramo inkuru y'urukundo rwiza, imyaka myinshi y'ubwuzu n'amarira, n'amahirwe yo gukura hamwe n'urukundo rw'ubuzima bwawe.

...

Ntekereza gusa niba ndi njyenyine utekereza kuri ibi. 🤣

Ni iki cyaba kibaye niba warahuye n'umukunzi wawe...

Now, excuse me while i overthink my response to every other unwanted in person interaction. 😬😮‍💨

#socialanxiety #overthinking #adhd #metal #metalhead #rock #music #comedy #humor #vibes #universal #communication

A "gentle" request.. to text and not call. 🗣🎸🤘🏼

Noneho, mbabarira mpa igihe cyo gutekereza ku gisubizo cyanjye ku yindi mibanire itifuzwa y’abantu. 😬😮‍💨

#socialanxiety #overthinking #adhd #metal #metalhead #rock #music #comedy #humor #vibes #universal #communication

Icyifuzo "cyoroheje".. cyo kohereza ubutumwa aho guhamagara. 🗣🎸🤘🏼

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Overthinking Community

Fasha. Sinshobora guhagarika gutekereza cyane uyu munsi

Ninde wundi wumva agahinda iyo atekereje ku kintu icyo aricyo cyose?

Ibitekerezo

Intambara zimwe ntizigaragara, ziba mu ibanga, igihe isi iruhuka kandi ubwenge bwawe buri mu mwuka.

Gutekereza cyane

Nabikeneye uyu munsi, urabikeneye uyu munsi, buri wese abikeneye uyu munsi!

Mbere yo kujya kuryama, wibuke ko: - Gutekereza cyane birakuremereye - Wakoze ibishoboka byose uyu munsi - Hagarika kwiheba ku bintu utashobora kugenzura

Birashoboka ko ntekereza byinshi

Mfite ikibazo

Gerageza Ibyiza..

Kudakora

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