It is no joke that before I started the Institute I had been sitting on the fence for so long that I actually believed that the fence and I were wedded for life. I convinced myself that this nicely awkward spot was made just for me and unlike everyone else in the world who was straddling the fence I was very happy doing so. I tried to make myself believe that I was actually privileged for being able to see both sides (ahem).
The truth was much less pretty. In fact to put it bluntly, I had a fence pale up my butt and I was desperately trying to make it seem like a good choice! Running from yourself is never a good choice.
Fear, of course, kept me on the fence and kept me hobbled and unable to admit my own unhappiness.
Are you sitting on the fence? Here is a simple test to tell.
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