Making Hard Choices Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The past month or so has been a wicked, wicked month. I've been in and out of doctor's offices, trying (and failing miserably) to promote two new e-books, and dealing with a lot of community and personal stress. I've had to take a look at certain things in my life very closely--and I've made some hard realizations and decisions. It wasn't easy to recognize that a dream of mine that I have loved and put a lot of energy and effort into these past few years has ended up detrimental to me.

I'd been beating my head against a brick wall for two years. That's bound to cause stress--and I can't handle stress these days without flaring my fibro and skyrocketing my blood pressure. So over the past month, I've been asking myself: "Is it really worth it to continue?"

It's possible things could turn around, but after two years, that's not a realistic expectation when it's dependent upon other people working together and paying it forward. Ultimately, I have to do what's right for me and my writing... so I walked away and left that dream for dead. It wasn't any easy choice to make, and part of me is still sad that it couldn't work. I guess you could call it a period of mourning.

Have any of you ever had to make a difficult choice that you knew, at heart, was the best thing? How did you deal with it?