How do things get so crazy?? There is a problem that I'm dealing with -- and I just don't want to.
Why now? Why when I'm just a few weeks from being completely removed from a situation that has been going on for nearly a year, why does it have to get so big that it can't be ignored?
I want to sweep it under the rug. I want to pretend like it doesn't exist. And, yet it does. And, it's awful. And, I hate this kind of thing. I am the only one who can confront this head on. No one else can do it for me.
I suppose better now than a few months ago when I was financially and emotionally destitute.
I could walk away. But, I woke up about 6 weeks ago, and had a fleeting thought to recommit myself to "do the right thing" in light of the moral vacancy I interact with daily.
Well, here's my chance. I have the opportunity to act. And, I'm scared.