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Psychology

Overthinking

overthinking

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

Pikeun anu mikir teuing ngeunaan sagalana sapertos kuring, anjeun kedah maén Sudoku anu tiasa janten sihir sareng tiasa ngadangu musik nalika maén, sampurna

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

Nya, jadi sigana saré, sudoku, naon waé, téh samentawis, anjeun teu tiasa eureun mikir teuing, éta henteu ngantep anjeun calik teu ngalakukeun nanaon ngeunaan éta, atanapi anjeun tiasa ngan calik ngantosan éta, oh kuring benci éta

Just thinkinn

Ngan mikir

I'm thinking about cutting my dread locs off

Locs

Kuring mikir pikeun motong dread locs kuring

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Who Else Gets Anxious When Overthinking Any Scenario?

Saha deui anu ngarasa cemas nalika mikir teuing ngeunaan skenario naon waé?

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

Teu aya anu bakal sumping pikeun nyalametkeun anjeun, teu aya sobat atanapi kulawarga anu bakal sumping pikeun nyalametkeun anjeun tina mikir kaleuleuwihan
Ulah mikir langkung seueur sabab éta ngan bakal ngajaga anjeun di handap sareng anjeun moal tiasa ngalakukeun naon-naon ngeunaan éta
Kuring terang éta kadéngé kasar, tapi urang kedah nampi éta

Kawasa diri anjeun

🧠 Me: I should stop overthinking..
🧠 Also me: But what if overthinking is how I survive?* 🙃

🧠 Abdi: Kuring kedah eureun mikir teuing..
🧠 Ogé abdi: Tapi kumaha upami mikir teuing téh cara kuring salamet?* 🙃

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

Teu aya maksud. Atawa meureun teuing loba maksud. Teuing loba kecap ngan terjebak. Kuring terus balik ka ungkapan "Lamun hiji tangkal ragrag di leuweung jeung teu aya nu aya pikeun ngadangu, naha eta ngaluarkeun sora?". Lamun aya loba pikiran tapi teu kungsi diucapkeun, ka mana pikiran-pikiran eta angkat? [Ka soma. Ngaliwatan soma]

Pikiran

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.

Naha anjeun kantos perhatoskeun kumaha, nalika panonpoé masih aya, anjeun ngarasa tiasa ngalakukeun naon waé?
Sadayana katingalina mungkin, sareng harepan karasa deukeut.
Tapi nalika peuting datang, sareng bulan ngagantikeun panonpoé, sadayana robih.
Kasunyian mimiti nyarita, pikiran poék mimiti tumuwuh, sareng sakedap unggal masalah karasa langkung beurat tibatan sateuacanna.
Éta aneh kumaha peuting tiasa ngajantenkeun urang karasa leungit.
Tapi meureun éta sanés sabab urang lemah—meureun éta sabab sepi masihan émosi anu disumputkeun kasempetan pikeun kadéngé.
Sarua sareng unggal peuting ahirna masihan jalan ka isuk, perasaan ieu ogé bakal ngaliwat.

Sababaraha perang teu katingali, aranjeunna lumangsung sacara tenang, nalika dunya saré sareng pikiran anjeun jaga hudang.

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)

Jero leuweung aya hiji jalan.

Ieu sanés jalan anu panjang. Sateuacanna, dibandingkeun sareng leuweung anu teu aya tungtungna di sabudeureunana, ieu jalan katingalina pondok pisan. Tapi saeutik jalma anu leumpang di dinya kalayan rela.

Jalan éta sempit, ditutupan ku duri sareng sulur. Unggal léngkah menta hal ti jalma anu leumpang di dinya. Sababaraha bagian merlukeun kajujuran anu nyeri. Lainna maksa jalma pikeun nyanghareupan kasedihan lami, rasa isin anu dikubur, trauma anu teu direngsekeun, paguneman anu hese, kasedihan, rasa salah, atanapi jalma-jalma anu parantos aranjeunna lukai sareng hilap. Ieu sanés jalan jarak, tapi jalan emosi.

Di tungtung jalan aya hal anu berharga.

Pikeun sababaraha, éta nyaéta katentreman.

Pikeun anu sanés, pangampura.

Pikeun seueur, éta nyaéta kulawarga.

Jalma-jalma anu ngantosan di dinya henteu tiasa leumpang di jalan pikeun aranjeunna. Aranjeunna ngan tiasa ngantosan sareng ngarep-ngarep.

Kebanyakan pelancong asup ka leuweung nyaho yén jalan éta aya.

Tapi henteu sadayana milih leumpang di dinya ku cara anu sami.

Hiji lalaki ningali jalan sareng ngagancangkeun.

Manéhna benci kana nyeri, benci kana ketidakpastian, benci ngarasa rentan. Manéhna hoyong éta réngsé. Manéhna nyerang unggal halangan kalayan putus asa sareng kakuatan, ngaliwatan semak duri, ngancurkeun sulur, nolak pikeun istirahat.

Manéhna jadi obsesi pikeun ngahontal tungtung.

Beuki gancang manéhna ngajalankeun, beuki leuweung ngalawan.

Sakali manéhna ngahontal kulawargana, manéhna gancang sumping, tapi kalayan harga. Awakna ditutupan ku luka. Pakaianna robek. Manéhna capé, kurang gizi sareng ampir teu bisa nangtung.

Manéhna parantos nyanghareupan perjuanganna, tapi manéhna henteu kantos leres-leres ngolahna. Manéhna parantos berjuang ngalawan aranjeunna.

Mungkin menang.

Tapi henteu diajar ti dinya.

Lalaki anu sanés ningali jalan anu sami sareng ngabalik.

"Teu dinten ieu," ceukna.

Leuweung di luar katingalina langkung gampang.

Aya tempat pikeun calik, jalma pikeun nginum, gangguan di mana-mana. Sok aya pesta anu sanés, alesan anu sanés, cara anu sanés pikeun nyingkahan mikir ngeunaan naon anu ngantosan di jalan éta.

Dinten janten bulan.

Bulan janten taun.

Leuweung laun-laun janten imah.

Lalaki éta ngawangun kemah di antara tangkal. Iraha waé jalan éta muncul dina pikiran, manéhna ngaleungitkeun pikiran éta ku sora, hiburan, kabiasaan sareng kenyamanan.

Sapanjang waktos manéhna eureun nyadar sabaraha leungitna manéhna.

Leuweung henteu nyeri manéhna sakaligus.

Ieu nyandak potongan-potongan dirina laun.

Kaséhatanana.

Waktosna.

Tujuanana.

Kapercayaanana.

Akhirna manéhna ningali ka aliran sareng ampir henteu ngenal lalaki anu ngagambarkeun deui.

Rambutna parantos abu-abu.

Awakna capé.

Rohna parantos lelah.

Jalan éta masih aya.

Persis di tempat anu salawasna aya.

Ngan ayeuna manéhna gaduh kakuatan anu langkung saeutik pikeun leumpang di dinya.

Nalika manéhna ahirna ngahontal tungtung, sababaraha taun ka pengker, kulawargana masih aya di dinya.

Tapi waktos parantos ngalir.

Anak-anak anu manéhna émut ayeuna parantos dewasa.

Momen-momen parantos kaliwat.

Kenangan henteu kantos dijieun.

Jalan éta henteu kantos panjang.

Ngan ditunda.

Teras aya lalaki katilu.

Nalika manéhna ningali jalan, manéhna nampa naon anu éta.

Manéhna terang éta bakal nyeri.

Manéhna terang bakal aya cimata, paguneman anu hese, halangan sareng dinten nalika manéhna hoyong nyerah.

Jadi manéhna ngamimitian leumpang.

Henteu ngajalankeun.

Henteu nyumput.

Leumpang.

Nalika duri nyabak manéhna, manéhna diajar ti dinya.

Nalika manéhna capé, manéhna istirahat.

Nal

Jalan (Carita)

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

Abdi peryogi ieu dinten, anjeun peryogi ieu dinten, sadayana peryogi ieu dinten!

I mean....🤷🏻‍♀️😂

Maksud kuring....🤷🏻‍♀️😂

🤐🥴😮‍💨

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...

Kekosongan dalam hidupku membuat suara di kepalaku semakin keras, sebanyak aku mencoba untuk menekannya dan mengarahkan pemikiranku yang berlebihan ke sesuatu yang produktif, pikiran sedih bisa sangat membebani, membuatku kehilangan motivasi, aku bahkan meneteskan air mata, aku tahu itu berarti aku adalah manusia, tapi itu hanya kenyataan yang keras ketika kamu sendirian...

Kadang-kadang aku bertanya-tanya apakah hidupku bisa lebih baik jika aku bisa kembali ke masa lalu untuk mengubah satu hal, tapi aku akan kehilangan banyak hal yang aku miliki sekarang, sekali lagi aku berpikir, mungkin aku akan lebih bahagia, atau lebih sedih...

Aku hanya perlu menjaga kepala tetap tegak, bergerak maju, semoga hidup akan membuka jalan atau sesuatu di mana segalanya sedikit lebih mudah, dan tidak akan terlalu kosong ~

Aku berharap tidak ada yang merasakan apa yang aku rasakan, temukan teman yang menghargaimu, dan hargai mereka, jangan mengejar yang salah, aku tahu tidak mudah untuk membedakan yang palsu dari yang nyata, tapi kamu akan menemukan jalan jika kamu memperhatikan dengan seksama...

Terlalu terbebani akhir-akhir ini...

🦋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

🦋Saha abdi? Pertanyaan anu saé.. Anjeun mutuskeun abdi henteu nyarankeun... Kumaha abdi mendakan arah anu leres... Saha abdi?🦋

Pertanyaan Pertanyaan Nami

Anyone felt like this as well randomly?

Aya anu ngarasa sapertos kieu ogé sacara acak?

😭

Abdi nyuhunkeun hapunten yén abdi téh jalma anu mikir teuing 😭

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...

Maksud kuring di titik acak dina poé "Bayangkeun hiji poé anjeun nampi DM sabab tiba-tiba anjeun janten terkenal pisan sareng kawentar pikeun hal-hal anu anjeun ciptakeun"...

Teras kuring bakal nyarios "éta bakal hese pikeun terang saha anu nyata sareng saha anu henteu, kuring miharep kuring tiasa nyieun hubungan sateuacan éta kajadian, sareng upami éta kajadian, maka kuring rasa kuring bakal netepkeun wates atanapi naon waé" teras kuring nyarios ka diri kuring "anjeun terang naon, hayu urang henteu mikir, hayu urang fokus kana ayeuna, masa depan teu dipikanyaho, sareng naon anu kuring lakukeun ayeuna bakal ngabentuk masa depan kuring, teraskeun ngalakukeun naon anu kuring lakukeun"

Tapi tetep, pikiran éta salawasna datang sareng angkat...

Salah sahiji pikiran anu salawasna ngurilingan dina sirah kuring, terus-terusan muncul...

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

Abdi lelah dina cara sare teu tiasa ngalereskeun.
Awak abdi istirahat, tapi pikiran abdi henteu kantos.
Terlalu seueur pikiran, terlalu seueur kenangan, terlalu seueur perang sepi anu lumangsung sakaligus.
Jalma-jalma mikir abdi jauh, tapi sabenerna........
Abdi ngan saukur capé sacara mental tina ngangkut sagalana sorangan.

Abdi Lelah

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

Blessing or curse at times

Kadang-kadang kuring ngarasa yén mikir teuing bisa jadi pedang dua sisi.

Berkah atawa kutukan kadang-kadang

ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃᵈᵖʰᵒⁿᵉˢ

Overthinking at its finest

Mikir teuing dina tingkat pangsaéna

Not everyone deserves to see the version of you that feels everything deeply.

Sometimes it's not about being hard to get.  
It's about protecting the parts of you that few can even begin to understand.

And maybe... just maybe...  
you're still waiting for someone who sees *through* the silence — not just hears the words.

The Version of Me You’ll Never Meet.

Teu sadayana pantes ningali versi anjeun anu ngarasa sagala hal sacara jero.

Kadang-kadang sanés ngeunaan janten hese didapet.  
Ieu ngeunaan ngajaga bagian-bagian anjeun anu saeutik anu tiasa ngamimitian ngartos.

Sareng meureun... ngan meureun...  
anjeun masih ngantosan batur anu ningali *lewat* sepi — sanés ngan ukur ngadangu kecap-kecapna.

Versi Diriku Anu Teu Bakal Anjeun Temui.

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

Urang sadayana gaduh tempat rahasia dimana urang ngalangkungan rumination kompulsif sareng kahariwang. Nalika awak anjeun bakal mimiti nyadar oxytocin sareng anjeun bakal ngarasa damai sareng ngajantenkeun anjeun ngarasa luar biasa.
Sareng anjeun bakal ngaraosan éta sabab perasaan éta nuju ka punah sapertos sadaya hal anu saé.

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

What is the dumbest thing you overthink about?

Kuring - naha kuring leres ngeunaan milih karir kuring di Pcm? Di kelas 10

Naon hal anu paling bodoh anu anjeun pikirkeun teuing?

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

Jalma nyebutna overthinking tapi kuring nyebutkeun urang ngaramal masa depan leuwih gampang

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

Kadang-kadang anjeun kedah eureun mikir sareng diajar kaluar tina pikiran anjeun sareng ngan ukur ngaleupaskeun

Even writing this post took a lot of thinking 😭

Tell me how to stop overthinking

Sanaos nulis pos ieu peryogi seueur mikir 😭

Carioskeun ka abdi kumaha cara ngeureunkeun mikir teuing

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.

Naon waé naséhat anu anjeun tampi ngeunaan overthinking? Naon anu jalan sareng naon anu henteu?

Hayu urang bakar sareng ngancurkeun sababaraha naséhat mainstream ngeunaan overthinking.

😴😴

Positively overthinking

Positip mikir kaleuleuwihan

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

Can't sleep

Nalika anjeun gaduh seueur dina pikiran anjeun sapertos: "KASIHAN BOBOS!!! KALUAR TI KENEH!!"

Henteu tiasa bobo

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

Kuring mikir teuing sareng tetep kalakuan sapertos batur anu henteu mikir pisan 🙌

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Saha deui anu ngarasa cemas nalika mikir teuing ngeunaan skenario naon waé?

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Hirup teras lumangsung.. sareng abdi ogé.

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Tattoo panon kuring 👁️

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