I have never been a fan of the often given, bandaid removal advice to "just rip it off quick". What? What sense does that make? It hurts horribly in the moment and then continues to hurt for many days, weeks and years (or maybe minutes) afterward. I'm much more of a "Well, what if I just soak my bandaged elbow in the sink for 23.6 minutes even though it gives me a crick in my neck to bend that way and then maybe put some lotion around the bandaid and then soak it for another 3.4 minutes and then slowly pull the bandaid off" methodology. Or the "Just leave it on until it falls off on its own- they are bound to fall off sometime and then what's underneath will be healed!" It may sound ridiculous- but thus far in life, these methodologies have worked tremendously well for me when it comes to bandaids.
My issue comes in that I don't really keep these methodologies just for bandage removal, but also, it would seem, for all changes in life. Rarely is anything just a quick, seamless end. There is always a pondering "will this be the right choice?"- days, weeks and months of this in fact and then once the change has been made there are days weeks and months of "was that right??"
Towards the end of college I began dating a guy- a great guy, hysterical, sarcastic, loved Jesus, challenged me, all around fun to be with. We were together for awhile... albeit most of it ended up being long distance, but it worked for us. However, as my time in college began to grow shorter and shorter and the prospect of us trying to figure out the future together, I freaked out. The freak-out began in March and continued until we finally called it quits in late April. But- in my true fashion I then hemmed and hawed over whether or not I should have broken it off, whether or not I'd ever find someone else as hilarious as he... this continued until the following fall (and still on occasion when I'm having a nervous breakdown moment).
My most recent and epic example of this bandaid removal methodology is my recent (and by recent I mean year long) break-up with my old company. It could have been so simple. It felt like the right choice, I cried, I made it and I moved on. Or so I thought. Sadly, this was not the truth. Since one year ago I have found myself completely confounded as to how to "Just rip it off quick!". I've gone back and forth with many of the big-wigs at the organization about this position or that. I've contemplated going back for just a summer or deciding if there would be any full-time position I could be happy in. And to be honest, I have this fully feeling the saga isn't over. The bandaid is still there. Its time to soak it for another 3.4 minutes and see what happens.
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Katie, Katie...I can't wait till I am up there and we can have some deep discussions about these things. I feel like we missed out on so many of those, having been closest in middle school-where conversations were about 'N Sync and cute boys-than any other time in life. I would love for that to change, and for me to be someone who you can feel comfortable really opening up to. Right now, I feel like Mike is pretty much my only true and close friend, and it would be wonderful to have another.
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