Ok, here's the image I had on my head on Friday going to work.
Imagine you are standing on a diving board. Behind you is a bunch of fire ants (or whatever type of ant it is that eats people) that had already taken a bunch of flesh off of you. In front of you is a swimming pool that's been filled in with concrete.
If you go back down the ladder you get what you have become used to, but it means a lot of pain and perhaps death. If you jump off the diving board you are certainly going to get hurt but you just might survive.
What would you do? Note that you cannot develop superpowers and fly and you don't have a helicopter pilot as a friend and nothing will stop the ants except if you jump onto the concrete and ....
So, I jumped. Wish me luck.
I have a meeting Monday and Tuesday so will not be blogging. I may need to go into a cave for a week or so, we'll see. I'm finding it hard to deal with the fact that when you are trying to be true to yourself it's impossible to not hurt someone else. Hopefully I won't forget myself. DBN, I'm not at home, but really no need to call.