I think I’ve been stressed out too much lately. Although it’s gotten to the point that I can’t tell if I’m stressed because of stress or because I’m trying so hard to calm down. Kind of a conundrum. I really don’t know what to put here. THAT’S what concerns me.
Mom is concerned for me. She is concerned I’m growing up too fast. That my boyfriend and I are taking it too fast. That I want to move out and leave the second that diploma is in my hand. That I am already far, far away. Mom has a right to be concerned.
I am more than a little worried about how my concern for my life is less important than yours. They say there is a difference between concern and worry. I say, it doesn’t matter. No matter how sugar coated the word used, it all adds up to worthless time spent!
Creeping across the bottom of her carpet was a creature of some concern. How would this millipede succeed in exiting her domicile unless she assisted? And where did it come from anyway?
Many people excuse their worrying, using the word “concern” instead. We like to do things that way, using fancy words to cover up less honorable ones, for example we use the word “procrastination” instead of the word “laziness”.
He felt concerned when he saw the bruises, he felt concerned when he saw the bags under her eyes, he felt concerned when he saw the haunted looks in the eyes themselves. Concern didn’t lead to action, and concern became too little, too late.
Concern. I am concerned about my future. Every day i wake up worried that im going to fail. I don’t know why but i feel as though with school, or with work, that no matter how hard i try, i will cont succeed in life and theirs nothing i can do about it.
I am concerned with my future. Everywhere I turn in my life, I see things I would love to do and be with for the rest of my life: music, art, english, psychology, teaching.
I just cannot choose.
I am so concerned, that I will make the wrong decision, and my life will end up terrible.
I have always said that I would excel and be phenomenal at whatever I do, but now I am not too sure.
This doesn’t concern you! Oh, but it did, with every fiber and breath of his being he was concerned, he was knotted with anguish, he vibrated with the relevance of the affair. He was losing him, losing him, falling into that great pit of the sky, lost touch with the earth, gravity gone, he was clutching and losing and slipping. It did not concern him as his brother walked away into the night.
concern. to care for someone. to want them to have the best they can get. a branch off of love. how to start loving. to care. to love. to be with them. to want what’s best for them. to be there. to care. to worry. sometimes it makes you a huge worry wort. but who cares. you care. you care, and that’s waht matters. the end (: concern.
He actually looks concerned. I mean, he did ask if I was ok. And I wasn’t. But I wasn’t going to tell him that.
I’m fine, I say.
Ok, he responds. But his eyes say LIAR.
I wonder what my eyes say?
I was concerned about my baby. I knew that if we stayed here she had no chance. we knew that we must flee. I wrapped little serena in a cloth and held her to my breast.
my concern for you.. is that i love you, and i cant stand the thought that i may lose you because you arent takin care of yourself.. i love you to bits and pieces, you are my sister and best friend.. and you make me mad.. im concerned about you, my love..
i always am concerned for my children. and if i’m doing the right thing. making the right decision. Concern is my primary emotion I think since having teenagers. I would like to do without concern. what would life be like to not be “concerned” all the time?
i seem to think way to far into every aspect of my life. have way too many concerns. i hope that by the end of this year i will be able to free myself of all of the useless worries and keep my concerns meaningful and worth while.
I was very concerned today. Not only was I not finding the energy nor motivation to do anything, I was concerned because I hoped this wasn’t an early sign that I may perhaps not enjoy what I’m doing as much as I had hoped.
it concerns me to see the word concern at the top of my screen. i feel as though something must be wrong and i must have some strong feeling towards it. without concern, there would be no worry. are the synonymous? i don’t know what else to say about my growing concern.
sad and worrysome, when im concerned i cant focus on anything. i just worry and worry and worry some more. it fills you and blocks you and holds you down until you cant function. it traps you and stops you dead in your tracks. its a handicap. and there is no escape
there are many concerns in the world today. one of those is global warming. i perdonally don’t belive in global warming, but there are a lot of people convinced that is is truwe, and that is really does exist. there are a lot of things one can do to prevent global warming from happening. one of these things is not to liter. how that prevents global warming? i’m not sure.
You no longer concern me. You post a status. I refuse to care. You dropped me out of your life for some girl you hardly know, and I’ll gladly leave you out of mine while I figure out who I am and who you are becoming.
i have a lot of concerns in this world. But what I make and do about these concerns, will say a lot about my character. Will i stumble, or will I rise above everything ? That is my decision to make, and no one else’s concern.
I am concerned about all those who do not know and have a personal relationship with my heavenly Daddy. I want so desperately to be with them in heaven. I want them to know the joy that I have in my heart. I want them to wake up every morning with the goal to glorify God. I am only one little human. So little and powerless. But with God by my side and shining through me…together…we are so powerful.
What’s this concern, Madame?
What’s the con-cern? What do you think the concern is?
I don’t know; that’s why I’m asking.
Well, these smiles are holding me hostage. The bright white is blinding me just enough to lure me into their outspread arms. I feel their mechanical metal wrapping around my ribcage.
Concern is a complex issue. The more you concern the more you limit your mind. The more you concern the more you forget about yourself. But concern can also be good. You should concern about the less fortunate. Concern about those who are in need.
what if he doesnt actually like me? this is stupid. he talks to me then bails on actually hanging out? wtf is his problem. maybe its just me and my sucky relationship luck. i dont really know what to do from here. its up to him. but he doesnt seem to CONCERNed. dammit.
it’s a function of caring. it’s a function of worrying. it’s thinking about what the other person must be feeling, thinking, experiencing, and being conscientious of how you can best respond to assist them.
it’s taking a casserole to someone’s house after a death, because they’re too exhausted to cook.
it’s giving someone a hug so they know, undoubtedly, they’re not alone.
Im concerned about my future and how I will end up. I don’t want to be a bum forever. Im concerned for my family becuase some of them aren’t doing so well right now and Im concerned that Im not being the best person that I know I can be. I should be the best daughter, sister, girlfriend, and family member and friend that I should be. And Im concerned and worried that Im not. Im concerned that i used the word concern wrong also.
At college now I feel concerned for my friends who may party too hard or change. I don’t want them to change. I don’t want to change either. If I go home and I had reason for this concern I do not know what I will do.
She sat at the window, her aged hands folded across her lap. Her white cardigan pulled tightly around her, she watched the leaves bounce off the glass and then flutter to the ground. Her brow was furrowed, her coffee untouched. Her concerned look was evident to even passers-by on the street below her.
concern reminds me of when my parents ask where i am going. i hear the concern in their voice hoping that i am not doing illegal activities or activities that could get me in trouble. i think about the teachers at my school, concerned about how i present my self with the dress code as well.
caring, loving, its when someone cares about something. theyre worried. sometimes it causes stress. peoples emotions. large emotion. concerning. verb. concerning is being good and being nice
A look of concern swept over his face; it left as soon as it came, but she had seen it. Now they were left to contemplate what that look had meant, for there was no denying it had happened. The concern seemed slight, possibly even so minute it wasn’t worth discussing – but that wasn’t an option. She saw it; he felt it; they both knew it meant something more.
I think I’ve been stressed out too much lately. Although it’s gotten to the point that I can’t tell if I’m stressed because of stress or because I’m trying so hard to calm down. Kind of a conundrum. I really don’t know what to put here. THAT’S what concerns me.
hi. bleep. bloop. i am concerned. mary likes cows. but i dont. she is married. hahaha i didnt mean to say married. teehee. cows.
Mom is concerned for me. She is concerned I’m growing up too fast. That my boyfriend and I are taking it too fast. That I want to move out and leave the second that diploma is in my hand. That I am already far, far away. Mom has a right to be concerned.
I am more than a little worried about how my concern for my life is less important than yours. They say there is a difference between concern and worry. I say, it doesn’t matter. No matter how sugar coated the word used, it all adds up to worthless time spent!
i am concerned about everything right now. whether if it’s good, bad, helpful, damaging; everything just concerns me. i need reconstruction.
Creeping across the bottom of her carpet was a creature of some concern. How would this millipede succeed in exiting her domicile unless she assisted? And where did it come from anyway?
Many people excuse their worrying, using the word “concern” instead. We like to do things that way, using fancy words to cover up less honorable ones, for example we use the word “procrastination” instead of the word “laziness”.
He felt concerned when he saw the bruises, he felt concerned when he saw the bags under her eyes, he felt concerned when he saw the haunted looks in the eyes themselves. Concern didn’t lead to action, and concern became too little, too late.
deep in thought with a stern face, it shows caring and concentration based on some sort of situation that deeply troubles or astonishes someone.
Concern. I am concerned about my future. Every day i wake up worried that im going to fail. I don’t know why but i feel as though with school, or with work, that no matter how hard i try, i will cont succeed in life and theirs nothing i can do about it.
I am concerned with my future. Everywhere I turn in my life, I see things I would love to do and be with for the rest of my life: music, art, english, psychology, teaching.
I just cannot choose.
I am so concerned, that I will make the wrong decision, and my life will end up terrible.
I have always said that I would excel and be phenomenal at whatever I do, but now I am not too sure.
This doesn’t concern you! Oh, but it did, with every fiber and breath of his being he was concerned, he was knotted with anguish, he vibrated with the relevance of the affair. He was losing him, losing him, falling into that great pit of the sky, lost touch with the earth, gravity gone, he was clutching and losing and slipping. It did not concern him as his brother walked away into the night.
concern. to care for someone. to want them to have the best they can get. a branch off of love. how to start loving. to care. to love. to be with them. to want what’s best for them. to be there. to care. to worry. sometimes it makes you a huge worry wort. but who cares. you care. you care, and that’s waht matters. the end (: concern.
A person’s eyes, fixed, and their lips won’t stop moving. Always talking about the same thing, worried about you.
He actually looks concerned. I mean, he did ask if I was ok. And I wasn’t. But I wasn’t going to tell him that.
I’m fine, I say.
Ok, he responds. But his eyes say LIAR.
I wonder what my eyes say?
He is gone,
and I am alone.
We have lived with a
concern,
a care for each life that
becomes unnecessary.
I am not concerned about the way I live my life anymore. I am happy. I am genuinely happy. You make me happy.
I was concerned about my baby. I knew that if we stayed here she had no chance. we knew that we must flee. I wrapped little serena in a cloth and held her to my breast.
my concern for you.. is that i love you, and i cant stand the thought that i may lose you because you arent takin care of yourself.. i love you to bits and pieces, you are my sister and best friend.. and you make me mad.. im concerned about you, my love..
i always am concerned for my children. and if i’m doing the right thing. making the right decision. Concern is my primary emotion I think since having teenagers. I would like to do without concern. what would life be like to not be “concerned” all the time?
i seem to think way to far into every aspect of my life. have way too many concerns. i hope that by the end of this year i will be able to free myself of all of the useless worries and keep my concerns meaningful and worth while.
I was very concerned today. Not only was I not finding the energy nor motivation to do anything, I was concerned because I hoped this wasn’t an early sign that I may perhaps not enjoy what I’m doing as much as I had hoped.
it concerns me to see the word concern at the top of my screen. i feel as though something must be wrong and i must have some strong feeling towards it. without concern, there would be no worry. are the synonymous? i don’t know what else to say about my growing concern.
sad and worrysome, when im concerned i cant focus on anything. i just worry and worry and worry some more. it fills you and blocks you and holds you down until you cant function. it traps you and stops you dead in your tracks. its a handicap. and there is no escape
there are many concerns in the world today. one of those is global warming. i perdonally don’t belive in global warming, but there are a lot of people convinced that is is truwe, and that is really does exist. there are a lot of things one can do to prevent global warming from happening. one of these things is not to liter. how that prevents global warming? i’m not sure.
You no longer concern me. You post a status. I refuse to care. You dropped me out of your life for some girl you hardly know, and I’ll gladly leave you out of mine while I figure out who I am and who you are becoming.
i have a lot of concerns in this world. But what I make and do about these concerns, will say a lot about my character. Will i stumble, or will I rise above everything ? That is my decision to make, and no one else’s concern.
I am concerned about all those who do not know and have a personal relationship with my heavenly Daddy. I want so desperately to be with them in heaven. I want them to know the joy that I have in my heart. I want them to wake up every morning with the goal to glorify God. I am only one little human. So little and powerless. But with God by my side and shining through me…together…we are so powerful.
What’s this concern, Madame?
What’s the con-cern? What do you think the concern is?
I don’t know; that’s why I’m asking.
Well, these smiles are holding me hostage. The bright white is blinding me just enough to lure me into their outspread arms. I feel their mechanical metal wrapping around my ribcage.
Concern is a complex issue. The more you concern the more you limit your mind. The more you concern the more you forget about yourself. But concern can also be good. You should concern about the less fortunate. Concern about those who are in need.
what if he doesnt actually like me? this is stupid. he talks to me then bails on actually hanging out? wtf is his problem. maybe its just me and my sucky relationship luck. i dont really know what to do from here. its up to him. but he doesnt seem to CONCERNed. dammit.
it’s a function of caring. it’s a function of worrying. it’s thinking about what the other person must be feeling, thinking, experiencing, and being conscientious of how you can best respond to assist them.
it’s taking a casserole to someone’s house after a death, because they’re too exhausted to cook.
it’s giving someone a hug so they know, undoubtedly, they’re not alone.
Im concerned about my future and how I will end up. I don’t want to be a bum forever. Im concerned for my family becuase some of them aren’t doing so well right now and Im concerned that Im not being the best person that I know I can be. I should be the best daughter, sister, girlfriend, and family member and friend that I should be. And Im concerned and worried that Im not. Im concerned that i used the word concern wrong also.
At college now I feel concerned for my friends who may party too hard or change. I don’t want them to change. I don’t want to change either. If I go home and I had reason for this concern I do not know what I will do.
She sat at the window, her aged hands folded across her lap. Her white cardigan pulled tightly around her, she watched the leaves bounce off the glass and then flutter to the ground. Her brow was furrowed, her coffee untouched. Her concerned look was evident to even passers-by on the street below her.
concern reminds me of when my parents ask where i am going. i hear the concern in their voice hoping that i am not doing illegal activities or activities that could get me in trouble. i think about the teachers at my school, concerned about how i present my self with the dress code as well.
caring, loving, its when someone cares about something. theyre worried. sometimes it causes stress. peoples emotions. large emotion. concerning. verb. concerning is being good and being nice
A look of concern swept over his face; it left as soon as it came, but she had seen it. Now they were left to contemplate what that look had meant, for there was no denying it had happened. The concern seemed slight, possibly even so minute it wasn’t worth discussing – but that wasn’t an option. She saw it; he felt it; they both knew it meant something more.
I am concerned for you, little child. I hold your life, the size of a poppy seed, in my body close to my heart. How can I not already love you?
Concern is the word I see, hopefully you arent