I was thinking of this today, on a drive to take my son to his drivers test (he passed, go Nick!). (For those of you who don’t have kids of this age yet, all I can say, is Stop laughing! YOUR turn will come, too!)
At some point, somewhere in this blog, I think I quoted the therapist that I saw soon after the clipping of the bridge, but I don’t feel like looking it up; suffice it to say, she told me in the fall or winter of 2006-2007, “You will tolerate, until things become intolerable. It’s automatic, then, that when things become intolerable, something will change.”
In the context of trust, and open-ness, and up-front-ness, and all of that; at what point, do I get to say, “I’m tired. I’m too tired, to do this anymore?”
Soon, I fear.
And that is frightening to me. I can lie to myself, and to whomever, as a secondary thing- but really, I’m tired of lying to myself. I’m not very good at it, anymore, and it hurts.
And I find that I just don’t care, and that too is frightening.
Oh well, nobody told me life wouldn’t be scary, even as a nominal grown-up.
Have a great Holiday, for those in the U.S. that celebrate Thanksgiving tomorrow. I hope your day is filled to overflowing with things to be thankful for. Well, I wish the same for anyone, whether you celebrate tomorrow or not, actually.