To many options
Sometimes we give ourselves many options in life, just in case. One example is having hobbies in case our job doesn’t work out. And of course, on top of that, we have the feeling that we could do anything we want in life.
But soon we come to the point when our job is really not what we want to do with our life, and we want something else. When we open that door of possibilities, it looks like a supermarket shelf packed with so many different things that you can’t even see what’s on it.
Here, decision becomes a burden. It is so hard to choose one path in life and leave all the others behind. Who will decide what the right thing is? We try to sleep through it and wait for a moment of clarity that will strike us out of nowhere. But it never comes. Only you can decide for yourself. Nobody else will make that decision for you. So you ruminate and wait and think... and nothing changes. You are still miserable in your current position, and the hobbies you once loved seem so distant and unreachable. The options you left open for yourself become a burden.
Some time ago I heard a saying: “Options are good only when used.” This really struck me. Why have options in life if you never use them? Why even bother... just be happy in your job for 40 years and then die sick? That got dark fast. Maybe the real crime isn’t having options and not using them. Maybe it’s waiting for a certainty that never comes. Nobody can tell me which door is right. I can only open one and see.