I’ve “closed my eyes” a number of times in my life when I wasn’t asleep! I sensed (or knew) something or someone wasn’t right for me but I chose to ignore my instincts, even the facts. I wanted to believe someone was really a friend, even though she often acted more like an enemy. I wanted to believe a man was the love of my life, even though I abhorred his behavior much of the time. I wanted to believe that it was safe, even beneficial, to take estrogen year after year, although study after study indicated otherwise.
Why do we undermine ourselves by staying in hurtful, destructive, and sometimes life-threatening situations? Perhaps it’s a lot harder to face the music and make moves than to sit still and stay silent.
I spoke to a 41-year-old, successful entrepreneur yesterday, who recently had her divorce finalized. She met her husband when she was 16, and although she remains friends with him, their marriage had been disintegrating for years. “If I didn’t get out now, I’d never leave,” she told me.
Better late than never. Yep. Better late than never.