Excerpt: So She Said: Random Conversations

So she said, “So maybe I am just restless. I need to leave because I think I need a change. No, I don’t need to leave. I want to leave, because I feel constrained and restless. Which may be a little odd, because I’m usually such a homebody that doing nothing doesn’t make much of a difference anyway. But I am restless. Why am I restless?” She stopped pacing and looked pleadingly at me.
I shrugged. “I don’t know you well enough to tell you why, my dear.”
She looked so miserable, I almost laughed. She glared at me.
“Look, maybe you’re restless because you can’t make up your mind. Like you said, you feel constrained, so you want to look for something else. Maybe you’ve found something, I don’t know, but you’re not sure if it’s really better. So while you really want to go, you know that it’s safer – more comfortable – to stay.”
“But I really want to go!” she wailed.
“Then go. What’s stopping you?”
“I am afraid.”
“So you want to go, but you are afraid to. It’s nothing to do with desiring to stay.”
“I do want to stay.”
“You want to stay because you are afraid to go.”
“I hate you.”