Sometimes we dread the unknown. It scares us to peer into the abyss failing to comprehend the bottom. Other times, the known can hold as much sway in bringing us to the brink of breakdown. We note a coming obstacle and, recalling the difficulty in overcoming it at our last outing, drag our feet to avoid the confrontation.
Either way, dread is here to stay. And in many cases, we are entirely justified in feeling the strong sense of foreboding. But with so many things in life proving to be difficult, and so many more unpleasant, how can we be a productive human if controlled by dirty doctor dread?
There is a talisman to arrest this demon. From the dawn of dread, time has demonstrated to be its ultimate slayer. There has proven no difficult period, no rough patch in life, no embarrassing moment that has not, in due, unrelenting time, come to pass. Although we cannot control the object of our anxiety, whatever it may be, and even if it may have irreversibly changed the direction of our lives, the intensity of the burden will fade.
To be sure, we have all confronted demons and lost wars. Some more significant than others. Relationships fail. Careers veer off course. People die. But each of these will eventually cede to the clock. As soon as we direct ourselves to move on, we are free to do so.
Likewise, the petty challenges of our daily routines – tests to be taken, reports to be filed, and rooms to be cleaned — all come and go with no more power over our lives than we give them. Prepare as best possible. Take the test. Live with the consequences. Move on. Dread is still with us, but we are its master. So relax, it will all be over soon.