Once is a mistake...twice is your choice
We all have regrets and as we grow older we often look back
and wish we had done things differently. Taken a different decision...had more
gumption and spine...been more assertive...maybe even selfish? When we all know
that life is fleeting and our time here short why do we get hedged in by
pressures on us by family society and friends? Is it because we are brought up
being taught that our only aim is to please others? Isn’t it equally important that
we make ourselves happy too? What is our purpose here...is it to simply fall in
line with what’s expected of us or is it something bigger?
What do you think is harder?
Undoing a wrong? Asking for forgiveness? I feel it’s neither. The
hardest part is admitting that what you are doing or did was wrong, that it was
a mistake. The hardest part is stopping oneself from doing the same thing over
and over again. Stopping the barely there justifications. The oh-it-feels-right
feeling which lulls you into complacency. The hardest thing is accepting that
when you repeat a so called mistake it becomes your choice....your decision.
It’s so easy to always put the blame elsewhere when things
go wrong. It’s easy to play the victim and treat the world as a big bad place.
What’s not easy is telling yourself that irrespective of the circumstances the
ultimate decision is always yours and by the same yardstick the end result good
or bad is your responsibility.
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