Thursday 23 February 2012

That Was Not An Exit

So, what do you do when you take a wrong turn in life?  Do you backtrack? Do you try to make the best of whats left? Do you sit in regret and do neither?  

What if all three don't work.  What if you know regret changes nothing and it is also too late to backtrack. But what is left is so unpalatable that each day tastes of what could have been if you took the path more travelled by - the path that Robert Frost told you not to?


What do you do then?


Do you continue to live in hope, that someday a chance will be given for your life to change into something wonderful?  If so, how long do you wait? One year? Five years? Ten years?  Ten years is a long time to hope.  Too long to wait.  So you make change, right? You try to change things around you to make things work.


What happens when that doesn't work?  


Do you try to change your outlook on life, still hoping that you are somehow seeing things askew and that if you only adjust your way of seeing things that what were ashes will become roses? After all, there is always someone worse off than you right?  There is always someone suffering in a way that you can't fathom.  


Do you accept that your life could be worse and take comfort in the base of Maslow's hierarchy?  You can eat while others are starving, you can sleep while others cannot, you are safe from harm while others are not.  What if the idea of others worse off does not change your suffering? What if you find no solace in the suffering of others, finding this outlook a redundant masochistic type of schadenfreude?


Are you then selfish? Are you callous? Why can't you see past your own needs to the needs of others? What if the reason you are where you are - right now - is because you put the needs of others above yours in the first place.


What then?




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