There are some days it pains me to be right. In fact, there are a great deal too many times when I find myself knowing I am right about something and praying that I am wrong. Most people operate on the assumption that I spend a great deal of my life trying to make myself right or wanting to be right. When it comes down to watching people throw their lives away or end up being hurt or having their family members or friends fade from their lives, I don’t ever want to be right.

I am watching a great deal too many of the people I care about ruin their lives. Sadly, this includes me. I’ve been spending a lot of time trying to find the path that’s right for me and finding myself very confused over and over and over again. I’ve been standing at this intersection for so long I’m starting to grow vegetation. The problem is that each route I take has a sizable impact on every person involved in my life. However, after a while you begin to realize that sometimes the best thing you can do is walk away and watch it all die.

After this post, I expect that my reader count will fade. In fact this will be the first one that begins the decline. This post comes from a series of things which have happened today. I’m not going to go into great detail, but it is only further support for the decision on which path I shall finally choose.

Many people come into a person’s life and change it. There are even some people that come along and change it so dramatically that life can never be the same again. They leave deep scars or warm feelings which the body will never lose. I feel that I have been this way to every person I have considered a friend or a confidant. I can see the scars I had left, along with the warmth. I can see when they don’t know how to handle the feelings they are left with when they make decisions they didn’t want to make or shouldn’t have made. I can see the pain and joy they are going to feel in the time to come.

I’ve been over these opinions and feelings with my friends, family, and confidants. They all know the things in their hearts that I have told them, with the fear of loss deep in my throat. They know the feelings and frustrations they felt in response. This year, I was worried about all the things that I was going to lose.

The fact is that I am not going to lose anything I actually had. I am not trying to control anyone’s life and I am not trying to destroy anyone’s life either. However, I don’t want to see people ruin their own. So many people are getting ready to ruin themselves in ways they can’t imagine. This is the year it happens. This is the year it all changes. I’m tired of standing here, and I’m tired of fighting the excuses, listening to the pain, and dealing with the frustrations. I don’t normally walk away from anyone who needs help, but this time I think it’s time I gave just one more shout to remind them the foundation won’t hold, before I turn and listen to it collapse and take them all with it.

I have chosen my path. I chose the path I have always wanted to have because I have always valued it most. It’s not an easy path. It’s not a bright path. Along the way there are hardships and troubles I cannot foresee, but it is the path I have longed for. It’s time I led by zealous example, instead of by passionate aggression.