Ahh, being confused is a weird thing. Maybe this thing is true, maybe it’s the complete opposite. Either way, what if it’s neither?!?! Though I highly doubt it is thus. Sometimes believing in something can be hard. Especially when you take a trust fall to the ground. It’s hard to come back up, much less do it again. How do you know they’ll catch you this time? They dropped you last time, they’re likely to do it again. Then again, last time you bought milk from that brand it was already spoiled and clumpy, that doesn’t mean it’s going to be this time.
Then there’s the choices, choices choices choices… Everything hinges on them, but you don’t know when to make them, much less which to choose when the time finally comes. All this to say, maybe it’s better to be confused about everything, than sure about something and wrong. Sure, confusion can be mind-numbing, stressful, and just down-right annoying. Maybe you have to be confused, because if you made the choice right now, the choice you’re supposed to chose isn’t available and you’re bound to pick the wrong one.
If that wasn’t confusing enough for you try this. Let’s say that you making the right choice now could turn into the wrong choice later because of how it affects you before you were initially supposed to choose it. Then you end up with the other choice, which isn’t necessarily bad in the end, but the first one would’ve been better. In the end, you’ll end up with the right choice, but confusion is better than turmoil. So I suppose being confused is the best thing for now, because sometimes I’d just rather not know.
Live long and prosper, Tori Lynn.