Life as I know it, used to take a set path. I just had to follow the path that others had tread or someone would tell me what to do. So I long for the freedom to make a choice. When I have it, suddenly I am thrown off track. I don't know what I should do with it. I don't have the confidence to charge so I choose to wait it out. But the mind is not accustomed to waiting. To stopping. To doing nothing. It's not just me but other well meaning people too so they offer advice. Which I know anyway. And that feels like ripping the bandage off a wound. It hurts, double.