There are times when barreling ahead is manifestly stupid. Yet, sometimes we continue on a course that is clearly disastrous, possibly even catastrophic, because we don't want to be perceived as a quitter... we don't want to give up. Sometimes retreat is the better option. Sometimes running like hell in the other direction will save our life.
Making a decision to turn back isn't always as easy as it might seem. If the danger is not obvious, but intuition tells us it's present, it's harder to justify our decision. In that case, it requires extra resolution to walk away--especially if those around us perceive no danger.
I have been in a situation that's made me very, very uneasy for quite a while now. And in the last few weeks I've wrestled with the decision--walk away? Or stay? It's difficult to make the break.
Sometimes it can be the smallest straw that finally makes the llama lie down. I think I've had that littlest straw handed to me. And this llama refuses to carry any more weird stuff. No more smoke and mirrors. No more odd stories. And no more inexplicable reasons for strange behaviors.
I believe I'll ride back out on the horse I rode in on.
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