The fall

The problem with being a dreamer, is the let down.

If you fell in love, and got engaged to someone, then you both found out that they would be disabled for the rest of their lives....would you reconsider, knowing that getting married would mean signing on to be a caregiver, for the rest of your life?

Is your dream to be a rock star, or an actor? Would anyone willingly want a celebrity life, knowing that eyes would be on you all the time?

You know the saying, be careful what you wish for? I think there is a cost to every dream. Sometimes we don't know what that cost is, until we've signed on.

How often does the dream job, turn into a nightmare. How often does the cute guy turn out to be a jerk. How often does a long awaited vacation turn into a dissaster.

There are too many unknowns for me. I think it's why I hesitate to reach out for what I want. I don't know how it will turn out. and on the rare occasion, when I do take that chance, it's a horrible, painful letdown. It puts me too many steps backwards, makes me afraid all over again. And it takes so long to build up the courage to try again.

Needless to say...it was a no. I polite "thanks for trying, but no thanks."

How do you learn to trust after you've been tripped. What do you do after the fall?