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I see a lot of people waiting for a specific moment in time. I don’t know when exactly that moment will occur but they seem to.

They seem to know when it will be the right time.

They’re all waiting for it but it never comes. If ever there was a utopian concept which all of humanity believed in, this would be it.

I see those who are waiting for it because that’s when they’re going to leave the jobs that are sucking the joy out of their lives, causing them to destroy their health and neglect their loved ones in the process.

But the right time isn’t coming.

I see the woman who’s spent 30 years in a damaging, emotionally draining, toxic, unhealthy marriage waiting for the right time to finally accept the fact that she’s been sacrificing her very soul just to maintain a polished image which she can show her parents, society, her friends, maybe even herself. She’s waiting for the right time to muster the courage to say, “I’m hurting”. She wants to take care of herself but when she looks in the mirror she sees the shell of a human being who she doesn’t even know anymore.

She’s tired because she knows there are only so many times you can say “It will come right” or “Things will change” before you stop believing yourself.

But the right time isn’t coming.

I see two people who’ve just been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Everything suddenly becomes worthless. Dreams, hopes, cars, holidays, accolades, titles.  All their life they respectfully waited for the right time. One person decides now is the right time to do everything he /she wanted to do. To say “sorry.” To say “I love you”. The other person decides to wait for the right time.

But the right time isn’t coming.

I see a person on his deathbed. He’s eyes constantly tearing. All his life, he waited for the right time to take care of his health. He waited for the right time to pursue the yearning in his heart. He was waiting for the right time to thank his parents for everything they’ve done for him. When the time was right, he was going to tell his kids he was proud of them. He was waiting for the right time to do the right thing.

But the right time isn’t coming.

This post isn’t about jobs or marriage or deathbeds. It’s about you and I.

We’re making our way to a point of no-return. Until we reach that point, now is the right time.

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