The indecision trap

Originally posted on Tumblr

Other people’s seemingly infinite indecision feels like torture. I may not be able to tell you WHY I feel a certain way, but for most things, I can tell you that there’s a gut reaction at least.

Ambiguity and in between and weighing options and spinning and spinning with no momentum and endless deliberation feel like folks are needlessly fucking with me.

I KNOW THAT’S NOT TRUE, but it feels like that.

I’d rather choose anything over nothing. I’d rather get a bad outcome locked down and just have it DONE and over than try to wait for the (will never arrive) perfect choice.

Btw my over deliberative friendies, NOT CHOOSING IS STILL A CHOICE. INACTION IS A CHOICE. And, frankly, it’s usually a very bad one. So like. Just pick.

“But what if I don’t make the right choice?!”

Surprise, bitch! There never was a correct choice. There are just choices. And very, very few “bridges you can’t uncross” if your choice plays out poorly.

AND GUESS WHAT if/when there is a “correct” or “right” choice–you’d know it. It wouldn’t be a dilemma. It would be clear.