This is a poem I wrote about us, all of us on the GYE forum who have made a decision, held our noses and taken the terrifying plunge. Sometimes we think "let's be real here, what's the likelihood we'll ever manage to put this behind us?". Well, with that attitude we definitely won't.
Sometimes you've just got to be crazy and stubborn, stick with it, and then look back and smile cuz you realize Hashem helped you do it.
Here I am standing
my foot poised to fall,
which side I don't know
for I stand on a wall.
The choice that I make
can be mine to keep,
it starts with a step
yes, it starts with a leap.
Inside me's a whisper
a comfort so cruel -
Where are your senses?
please don't be a fool,
do you really believe
that you could ever change,
so quick and so sudden
you must be deranged,
really you're dreaming,
don't act when you feel,
stop being dramatic
it's time to get real.
but then there is me
who peers out from inside,
who's tired of waiting
who's ready to fly,
and it's one decision
that if I could keep,
could make me so high
and could make me so deep.
With a smile I think and
it cuts like a knife...
Today could be the first day
of the rest of my life.