ya gotta have courage

why does it seem like the times you know you need to speak up are the times it is the hardest to do it? when you know that there is no other way to go but to tell somone, and yet…there is that resignation and reluctance to do so.

for me, its like going to the doctor. i HATE going to the doctor. I don’t know why…just don’t like it. i’d go to the dentist every day, but the Dr….no thanks, i’m good. it has gotten to the point that i can’t swallow a single sip of water, but i convince myself that my strep throat will magically disappear if i wait just 2 more hours.

but finally, most likely after being pushed in that general direction, we take the step…we schedule the appointment, we speak up and do something.

is it better that way? some say yeah, of course its better. why wouldn’t it be better? do you want to live with strep throat for the next month, or do you want to get better in 3 days or so?

i’m tempted to say no. its like an abusive relationship- women in particular are known to make excuses, but it boils down to the fear of the unknown. ‘i may be in an abusive situation but at least i know what to expect.’

well. i spoke up today. pray the unknown isn’t worse than the known.

 

“I will fear no evil for my God is with me, and if my God is with me whom then shall I fear? Whom then shall I fear?”