Back in 2002, while deciding whether to relocate to the west coast from the east, my boss made a spot on observation.
During one of my many, vocal wrestling matches with the decision that needed to be made, she exclaimed : “Geeeeze Leslie, I have never, ever met anyone that can WHAT IF themselves into a corner like you can'”.
She was right.
It is actually painful for me to make most decisions. At least the medium to large variety.
As I look back, it seems it was easier to let the wind blow me or let circumstances make my important choices for me and determine my actions.
I do not know why but gonna go out on a limb here…I suspect it has something to do with FEAR.
As an example, watch me come apart here: (I’m already breaking out in a sweat)
What if my boss Googles me and finds my blog?…What if she reads any one of these posts and what if she thinks I’m crazy? And what if I lose my job?!? What if can’t afford rent and food?? and then and I have to live in a VAN down by the RIVER??? Pass the brown paper bag!
And so goes a never ending dialogue that lives within me. The subjects change – the process does not.
And my perch on the fence has robbed me of opportunity and confidence.
Everyone is afraid of something, I might be just be afraid of everything but mostly, of making mistakes.
The What-If frenzy keeps you planted firmly where you are; safe, on the fence. Or is it?
(in part 2, we’ll look at possibilities for managing the What-If gremlins)
Photo Credit: C-100-Today’s Best Music