So after having a late-dinner with friends, the crew decided to go to a nightclub where another friend would meet us. After driving around for gas and a pit-stop, I realized something – I really didn’t want to go.
It was getting later and later and the friend was even later in meeting us so I cut my losses and bailed out. The girls tried so hard to persuade me to stay but my mind was made-up.
It might not have been the “easiest” choice but it was MINE! Then it made me think, how many times have I been peer pressured by friends, family, colleagues to do something and I allowed them to make the choice for me? In other words, how many times have I caved in and gave up my choice?
Sadly, it’s been a few too many times, mostly because I was young and I wanted to be accepted in my clique of friends in high school and college. But I think the main reason is because I lacked my voice.
Now, I’m not saying that I suffered from a chronic sore throat (but maybe I did figuratively). What I did suffer from was fear – fear of being true to myself and being ostracized for it by my beloved circle.
As you grow up, you learn what really is important. When you’re in trouble, who can you call? Who will come pick you up? Who will stay up late to talk you through it over the phone?
Those are the people who should matter and if these people are not in your nightly “entourage,” you have to ask yourself “why?”