The most common question thrown at me these days, ‘Why did you leave your job?’, throws me.
I then launch into an inadequate job of explaining why, which is never not enough.
- For the listener, who probably feels,
a) I’m of unsound mind
b) Cannot understand my explanation and refer back to “a)” in their own minds, in most cases.
c) Have expressed their admiration for having the guts to chuck a steady flow of income.
- For me, because, I cannot possibly explain what my mental process was, to all and sundry.
Any further detailed explanation on my part only covers the ‘how’ and not the ‘why’. The few who do are my close friends who have ‘been there’ with me in spirit if not physically AND my parents. There have also been a few who have empathized with me, possible because they’re going through the same thing, either now or in the past.
A part of me does not want to share something that’s too private and personal. And then there are some whom I decided to share and it just went over them without sinking in.
That’s when I realized – You have to know. I cannot explain. The understanding has to be instinctive. And I’m glad to be surrounded by people who do.
