Odd title I know, but hear me out. I had an AWFUL ice cream headache the other day. The kind that just dug right into my cerebral mass and I had to take a seat and wait it out patiently. What seemed like an eternity went by as I held my forehead like I was some ‘Nam vet having a wartime recall. The headache subsided, and the first thing I did post head trauma was finish my ice cream.
Here’s my point; why do we jump into things that we know hurt, when we’ve already suffered the consequences?
I have more friends than I can count who I give this lesson to on a regular basis of perpetuating behavior that should have stopped at the first go-around. But they didn’t, and none of us do really. Admit it: We all have that weakness and tendency to see clearly ahead of us the ultimate conclusion but we take the gamble anyway. We roll the dice and just think THIS time it’ll be different. Or THIS time she’ll call me back. Or THIS time he’ll ask for my number.
The bottom line is; Maybe. That’s the glory shot here. Not the typical belief that “the definition of insanity is doing the same behavior and expecting a different result," but having a set on you to even take that chance on different. I admire those of you out there who take the risk, those who do suffer the consequence but swim the deep end anyway. I thought about how when we were kids, all someone had to say was jump out of that tree, and OK. We would. There wasn’t that second thought on the possibility of a severe limb break. We all hit that point somewhere along the line (and if you haven’t yet more power to you) when we start taking notice of the possible outcomes of a scenario and from there we choose our path. Not necessarily that we lived the consequences of the diverged path, but just that we summarize the possibilities, and this becomes enough to not venture to the new.
I’ve had this thought a lot lately just contemplating the calls I’ve never made, the questions I’ve never asked, or the apologies I’ve never given. I’ve made an attempt to justify my lack of action by IMAGINING that ultimately I am a fortune teller and I already know what the outcome will be. Chances are you DON’T know, and you won’t until you at LEAST suffer that first time. Some lessons we learn once, like the nose on the Operation game isn’t candy. And then there are the others which you just have to keep anting up on, and they may just be worth taking that second chance.
I have a small theory that pretty much every 80’s movie has that “take the shot” moment. And unless my memory fails me, Teen Wolf won the basketball game, Lane conquered the K-12, and Maverick took out the Bogies.
History can’t be wrong.
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