Worry is a choice. And it’s one I choose quite a bit. No one has ever been successful with “don’t worry,” unless the initial worry was small.
Life’s anxieties have a way of attaching to the brain like a leech. Words and reassurances aren’t powerful enough to unstick or unseat that which has burrowed itself so deeply.
But the “you” that is under all of the thinking is never worried. The observer, the true self, the Buddha mind, whatever you call it… doesn’t care a bit about your upcoming nerve wracking presentation at work.
The important lesson is not to abandon worry. But to realize that you carry the not-worried you wherever you go.