Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Losing Control

When is it time to give up? When is it time to realize that there isn't anything else that you can do in a situation and walk away? How do you know that you have done all that you can and see that it is no longer in your hands? At what point does putting in the effort become not just superfluous but damaging?

I suppose, in most situations, the devil is truly in the details, tied up with what is being done and how it is being attempted. For example, there are only so many ways that you can present yourself and your interest to a potential employer before you become the overeager applicant and get passed over.

But when a girl, a brash, unaffected girl who isn't always so forthcoming with what she wants, comes out and says that she doesn't need anything from you but desires your friendship, what reason is there not to respond? And what is that girl to do? At what point does the "what if" leave her control and become something that she can no longer affect? At what point does doing something about it stop being proactive and start being overzealous and, perhaps, bordering on insane?


And even when she recognizes it is out of her control - an uncomfortable place to be, certainly - how does she reconcile herself with this new "what if"? How does she make herself realize that there is nothing more that she can do and that, sometimes, uncertainty is a part of life that you cannot take responsibility for?

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3 Comments:

At 7:20 AM, Blogger Ann said...

It sounds like that girl is slowly on her way to realizing all these things.

Sometimes it's the healthiest possible decision to just cut onesself off completely.

 
At 9:04 AM, Blogger Bri Bri said...

I'm going to have to ditto Bradshaw on this one.

 
At 10:39 AM, Blogger Sarah said...

I needed to hear this today. Life can be so out of control sometimes. Thanks!

 

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