Something to Sink Our Teeth In
We are a people that love having choices and have our teeth
firmly planted in that freedom. Sometimes the choices are more like an ultimatum
like a bully hanging an ugly spider over our head informing us that we either
pick his choice or else. Being an adult and having a choice between this or
that often becomes an enigma. We want what we want but don’t want to give up
anything, like knowing you must lose some weight but not willing to sacrifice
some of the stuff that added some layers on. There are some crafty people out
there who have figured out how to have both, a compromise here but substituting
with something similar there; even some that have stopped the whining and just
gave up on whatever it was that wasn’t edifying to their life or health.
It’s not that easy
for someone to leave a job they hate going to, a guaranteed check and a
promised golden goose egg if they stay there for a set time, most won’t leave.
It’s excruciating for someone who is involved with someone who is just as
messed up as they are; if they let go completely they may not find someone to
fill that void or distract so they keep believing super phenomenon will take
place and that other person will make a dramatic change. When given the choice
to stay or go even when the correct choice is plain as day, most will stay and
suck it up and go on pretending. It’s good to have choices but it sucks when
you make the wrong choice then you have to spend time and energy doing repair
work.
It would be easier
if we could just give all our tough decisions over to someone else then blame
them if it turns out bad then we can spin our wheels in the mud complaining and
kicking ourselves that we let someone else make our choices. When I ask
somebody what should I do and they give me the logical answer I usually throw
their choice out even though deep down I know they’re right and do what is
comfortable. I have made major boo boos either declining something I should have
said yes to and accepting something I really didn’t want and painted myself in
a corner. The bottom line here is that even though we want other people to make
our decisions sometimes, deep down, we don’t want to give up the control.