What do you do when things don’t go the way you want them to? When slowly, yet too quickly, you start to lose control over your own life. What do you do when the ends of the threads glide off of your hands because your hands are too slippery with sweat? What do you do when other people start taking control over your life, and your dreams become aborted – killed before they even get to inhale for the first time? These are not rhetorical questions – I’m asking you guys because I need to know what I should do.
- Should I do something drastic? Take a decision that puts me back in control, but which will not be supported by the right people?
- Should I stay quiet and patient, waiting for the blessing or the curse of time?
- Should I object at every point, firmly standing my ground and making sure that nobody else gets control over my life… even though it doesn’t give me control?
Losing control scares me now more than any other time because now, I have the ability to make choices. Free will is a much heavier burden that it seems. Why do we have to choose?
And why do we want it all?