I think everyone remembers being told to turn the lights off when leaving a room. No one truly wants to do it. It feels very final to turn off the lights as you walk away. So, we don’t. We find any excuse to leave it on just a little bit longer. 

There are other aspects of life where we feel and/or act in the same manner. We don’t want to face the finality of it, so we leave the lights on. The problem with that is, at some point, you have to pay the bill. It doesn’t matter whether it is the lights on, or staying at a job you hate, or a bad relationship, at some point you must pay the price of your choices. 

Some of us can’t flip that switch, so we walk away and never look back. We do it knowing we won’t return and leave it for someone else to carry the burden. 

Some of us walk back and forth tirelessly trying to muster the guts to do it. Flipping the switch can be one of those defining moments when you find yourself at a crossroads you know will change your life forever. You have to be brave to take it on, to decide whether you flip it down bravely, or walk away cowardly. 

But it doesn’t really matter, does it? It doesn’t matter which you end up choosing, because in the end the only thing that matters is whether you closed the door behind you. That is the hardest part of it all.