{"id":30320,"date":"2019-09-19T21:03:57","date_gmt":"2019-09-20T02:03:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/?p=30320"},"modified":"2019-09-19T21:03:57","modified_gmt":"2019-09-20T02:03:57","slug":"why-do-we-stay-in-prison-when-theres-no-lock-holding-us-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davidmcelroy.org\/?p=30320","title":{"rendered":"Why do we stay in prison when there\u2019s no lock holding us there?"},"content":{"rendered":"

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One of the restaurants where I go a lot lately is badly managed. I really like some of the employees and they talk with me about their frustrations quite a bit.<\/p>\n

A few days ago, a couple of the employees had joined me at my table during their break. They were telling me the latest outrages they faced.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy in the world do they stay here if they\u2019re so unhappy?\u201d<\/em> I thought to myself. I didn\u2019t want to say that to them and sound condescending, but I was judging them for staying where they clearly didn\u2019t want to be.<\/p>\n

For a moment, I felt a little smug (and condescending), but then the smile disappeared from my face. In a painful flash, I saw my hypocrisy and felt really uncomfortable.<\/p>\n

Why do<\/em> people stay in places where they\u2019re unhappy? I shouldn\u2019t be pointing a finger at them. My smug question should be directed at myself.<\/p>\n

I haven’t been able to get this uncomfortable question out of my mind since then. The more I think about it, the more I see this horrible tendency in a lot of people, including myself at times.<\/p>\n

We sometimes feel as though we’re in prison. We don’t want to be where we are. We feel trapped. We’re quietly miserable, even though we might not admit that to others.<\/p>\n

We have “good reasons” why we stay where we are. We’re envious of other people who can make changes and leave their prisons, but we think something is different for us. We might say we’re staying to protect someone else. We might think we’re protecting ourselves. We might even promise ourselves that we’re eventually going to leave.<\/p>\n

But the simple truth is that we continue to endure long-term pain — over and over and over again — because we are unwilling to endure some short-term pain today.<\/p>\n

When I used to work for myself, every day of the week seemed pretty much like any other. Depending on what was going on, I might work on any particular day. It didn’t matter whether it was Saturday or Sunday or a holiday. If something needed to be done, I was happy to do the work.<\/p>\n

But I was just as likely to take an unplanned afternoon off to visit the zoo. Or go to a movie by myself in the afternoon while everybody else I knew was stuck at an office. Or get into the car and go visit someone I wanted to see, even if she lived hundreds of miles away. Or just take a day off and write whatever I wanted to write.<\/p>\n

I had freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted to do it. As long as I got my work done — on my own schedule, for the most part — I was free and I was happy.<\/p>\n

I don’t have that freedom today. I’ve tied myself to being at an office on someone else’s schedule. It’s not an unreasonable schedule. I can’t complain. I can get time off or re-arrange things when I really need to. But unless there’s a very good reason, I’m going to be in that office — doing work that matters to someone else — for those hours five days a week.<\/p>\n

When I used to work for myself, Fridays were nothing special to me and I didn’t dread Mondays. Today, I live for the weekend. I feel like a prisoner who goes on parole each Friday at 5 p.m. and has to return on Monday.<\/p>\n

Nobody forces me to do this. It was an opportunity that was handed to me and I took it. I’m certainly not unhappy with the person who offered me the job — who happens to be a long-time friend — but I know I’ve trapped myself in a velvet prison.<\/p>\n

So why don’t I make a change?<\/p>\n

That was the question that hit me pretty hard as I sat there and judged those restaurant employees the other day. Why don’t I make a change?<\/p>\n

There’s inertia, of course. This is a well-established pattern. The company has come to depend on me, so I suppose I like to believe it would hurt my friend if I left. I don’t have to make a new plan to stick with this. I just get up each day and go solve problems for someone else — instead of myself.<\/p>\n

I could ditch that job and keep my real estate license. I could go ahead and get a broker’s license in the next couple of months if I wanted to. I could replace the income from what I’m doing internally at the company — probably more easily than I want to admit — but it’s easier to just keep hating weekdays and praying for the arrival of the weekend.<\/p>\n

I’m unhappy with myself about this, but so far, I haven’t done anything about it.<\/p>\n

Everybody has done this. Most of us are doing it right now — about something. I don’t know what you need to change. I don’t know what your prison is. But I do know that your reasons for staying in your prison are terrible. I know the door is really open. All you have to do is screw up your courage and walk through the door which has been open all along.<\/p>\n

You can either leave — and go do whatever else you ought to be doing instead — or you can waste more months or years or even decades of your life in this unlocked prison.<\/p>\n

Eventually, it will be too late for whatever it is you want to be doing instead. You and I both need to find the courage to take action right now — not tomorrow or next week — to start walking through the prison doors which have held us in.<\/p>\n

If we don’t, we will forever regret staying imprisoned in a place we could have left at any time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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