When I worry about the people I care about, my mind usually doesn’t develop further mental stories about them.
It’s a frozen image of them in my mind and I worry about them in that frozen form.
I carry this worry until I hear back from them that they are alright, or that they found a solution to their dilemma.
I don’t know why my worry process is like this, but I suspect it has to do with years of inner work and shadow work.