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.

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