Choice

So far I have lived an individualistic life, all of which has been the birthright of my western modernity. I have been blessed with an abundance of choices in my life. And I was raised to believe that I could succeed at any path I chose. I actually think I have suffered from an insatiable appetite for choice. When I look back I find that once I have been shown my options, I seem to always opt for more choices. I guess I have always had difficulty with accepting that something is ENOUGH.

To be clear though…I am very grateful that I have had the luxury of choice. As a result of such personal freedoms, my life not only resembles me, it belongs to me.

But now, I am at a crossroads. I am in a place where life has gifted me the time and freedom to choose my next path. The problem is, this time around, I want my next path to satisfy my appetite. And I believe I have the intellect to figure this out... so the pressure is on!

However, with so many options, I feel paralyzed by indecision. Which makes me think…can our choice-rich life breed its own brand of trouble?

In a world of such abundant possibility, is seems we might be more susceptible to emotional uncertainties and neuroses. We seem to derail our life’s journey again and again, backing up to try the doors we neglected to open on the first round or we become compulsive comparers - always measuring our lives against some other person’s life, secretly wondering if we should have taken that path instead.

So I guess my question is…how can we feel confident in our choices without letting them haunt us in the end??