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Enough is Enough
When to say it out loud and then take action
When is enough enough? Is it when we can no longer stomach the constant berating noise buzzing around us that our head figuratively explodes to the point we no longer recognize ourselves? Is it enough when our heart finally says no to more pain, no to more heartache, no to more suffering, and at some point, we decide that burying ourselves in the sand is a better option?
There are incredibly complicated issues that confront us each day. Some we deny, some we kick down the road, and some we face head-on, fighting tooth and nail. Some we allow to sail over our heads because they don’t affect us directly. I have been feeling all of this and sometimes wake up in the middle of a sleep cycle thinking about all the fires that need to be put out or at the least tamped down to a manageable level. I used to feed on that adrenaline when I served as a college department chair; in this current situation, not so much.
I don’t know about you, but I can tell when people are struggling by the look on their faces, how they carry their bodies, and by the look in their eyes. As an empath, I often feel what they feel and wonder if these lost souls ever consider “when is it enough?” Or is that kind of reflection just too agonizing?
