Tuesday, October 24, 2006

On Being Adult

Sometimes I hurt people. Sometimes I just don’t have enough time to talk to someone, or I’m at work and I can’t take the call from overseas and I feel guilty because I can’t be there for everyone when they want me to be. People ask me for advice, and I try to give it, without any professional qualifications (the audacity?). I return to work and I feel guilty because I am not sure if what I am doing is making a difference. Sometimes I know what to do, but I don’t have the energy to figure out how to do it so I go and get a coffee. Sometimes people complain about what I do, or my lack of doing. Sometimes they say thank-you and give you chocolate. I try - you can't save them all - but if atleast one life has breathed easier....
This is not an episode of Grey’s Anatomy.
This is my life.
If having free choice is what makes you a human;
Living with your choice and facing the consequences, fighting with your soul to reconcile that what you did was right and for the best, being polite to someone who does not deserve it, despite how they have treated you - This is what it means to be adult.
All the rest is animal behaviour.