Torture

There’s knowing what you want and hoping that you can have it.

Then, there’s knowing what you want and knowing that you probably can’t get it.

There is also knowing what you don’t want and not getting it; or knowing what you don’t want and having it anyway.

Then, the worst; not knowing what you want, so not knowing whether you are getting it or not.

How do you figure it out?  How do you decide what is best for you when that changes about every five minutes?

Each of the other scenarios comes with options for forward momentum; Go for it. Get rid of it. Move on.

But when you don’t know what you want, you don’t know whether to grab for it or shake it off, so you stagnate.

You wait for a sign, something that will help you decide if you should be sad or relieved, something that will clarify if you should turn left or right, something that answers the question:

“If this isn’t working for me, then what will?”

Because answering that question with “I don’t have a fucking clue” is torture.

That much I do know.

One thought on “Torture

  1. Yesterday my status on FB was about finally coming to a sense of serenity regarding my current decision (torture) and handing it over to my higher power. THis moring I woke up knowing what decision makes the most sense, and what ‘should’ happen, even though it is not 100% my prefference. But I still need to let go and let God to see what does happen and HOW it happens. Some day we will look back on these ‘decisive moments’ and realize they did (or didn’t) matter in the greater (e)motions of our life. Either way we will look and be happy (or not) at the choice we made and continue on with the next choice, the next moment. May peace be with you……

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