I grew up a scary kid who loved the Twilight Zone and horror movies and then couldn’t sleep. My Dad built shelves for all of my dolls and they were right next to my bed. Under the bottom shelf was a dark space that (those of you who are old enough to remember the Twilight Zone episode) of course was the entrance to outer space. So very early on I learned to make sure that none of my limbs were out of the bed and preferably covered by at least a sheet. Also NEVER LOOK UNDER THE BED!!! Here I am at sixty, and I still have to sleep with at least a sheet. But I forgot the part about not looking under the bed.
So what do I mean? Sometimes as adults we aren’t satisfied until we find something wrong. We try to find something wrong our spouse has done, are suspect of our co-worker for no clear reason, are convinced that our kids are drug using, gun carrying bank robbers and that our boss has it in for us. In other words we are always looking under the bed. Now I am not suggesting that we should bury our heads in the sand but I wonder if some of us aren’t satisfied until we have proven that something must be wrong. The reason that we feel this way could have lots of causes and I am not analyzing anyone including myself. I am suggesting however that if you are constantly looking under the bed, let it go. Be observant but not overly suspicious. Look for the good in situations first. If there is a down side it will be revealed without your interference.
Give your self and the world a break. You may find that what ever is under the bed needs to stay there. If it floats out deal with it.