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Hey friends, it's Rosie.

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So there I was late, alone, and in the dangerous spiral that is just one more

video on YouTube. I clicked on a clip called paranormal caught on camera, because who doesn't

love a little spooky adrenaline before bed? Ten minutes later, I'd watch a woman's curtain flap by itself, a set of footprints

appear on a dusty floor, and a shadow move where no person stood.

And then, my brain, being the overachieving little drama queen it is, decided to go pro.

Suddenly, I wasn't just watching ghosts on a screen.

I was writing an entire horror film in my head, starring me, my home, and an inexplicable

midnight visitor. Okay, but what if the sound in my bedroom is actually footsteps?

What if the creek is the neighbor, but it's not?

What if there's a gas leak?

What if the smoke detector is dead?

What if? What if?

Within 15 minutes, I'd gone from curious foyer to a full-blown scriptwriter of a catastrophe.

My heart was racing, my palms prickled, and I could feel that old familiar loop of worried

tightened like a noose. That was when I realized the scariest thing wasn't the ghost videos.

It was the what-ifs my brain kept inventing between the frames.

Overthinking is sexy in theory and exhausting in practice.

Psychologists call much of this pattern rumination.

A loop of repetitive thoughts that replays the same scenarios without producing solutions.

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