Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Confrontation

Confrontation.A powerful, hostile and an honest word.

It seems as if in the last few years I have lost the ability to do so. I don't know if I always lacked it. When I look into the dusty mirrors of my past I seem to see the shadowy image of a person who would not hesitate to take things head on. I'm not sure if my memory serves me right.

I'm not that anymore, if I ever was. I shy from confrontation preferring to live and let be. Preferring the easier line of no resistance or minimum resistance. Is it the right thing to do or wrong?

My heart tells me that to avoid confrontation is to be a coward and to be dishonest. My heart also tells me that being confrontational is being hostile, juvenile and self obsessed. As do experiences.

I cannot judge between these two contradictory line of thoughts. I'm inclined to the first even if I am not so anymore. It seems so much more courageous. It seems like the choice of no regrets.The second seems to me the path of a coward. But then there is this little voice in my head that says no, not cowardly, but wise. Wisdom with regrets.

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