It’s 4pm on a Thursday afternoon. My 12-year-old son should have been home from school 10 minutes ago, but he’s nowhere to be seen.
Straight away, my mind leaps to the worst-case scenario. He’s been knocked off his bike by a bus, and is lying at the side of the road, unconscious.
I hear an ambulance siren in the distance and my heart rate skyrockets.
It’s surely only a matter of time before the police knock at my door.
Two minutes later, my son bursts in, dumping his school bag and cycle helmet on the mat. ‘Sorry,’ he pants. ‘My bike chain came off.’
Relief overwhelms me as I realise that I’ve been catastrophising again: a thought pattern that I’m drawn into all too easily.
Originally posted on Metro.Lifestyle.
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