Lots of microchoices. Live in my ADHD brain and you’ll hear the burbbling and gurgling, bits of me debating with myself, bits of random noise fluctuations, bits of sounds and images from the outside world, all competing for attention and I have to put the pieces together into a coherent choice.
I live in a state of perpetual uncertainty. I do not trust my choices. I do not trust myself. I am skeptical of my own beliefs and my own choices.
This condition, interestingly, isn’t my choice. However, within this framework I am forced to make constant choices just the same. Too much freedom.
I can’t not be forced to make constant choices.
So there you go. You’re right.
Oh I’m glad for the freedom I have. But I wouldn’t want MORE of it. wtf it’s enough responsibility as it is.
the more freedom you have the more of a prison it is.
Uncertainty is freedom. Certainty is being in shackles. But certainty is sometimes more comfortable as it takes the choice away from you and so you are not responsible for it.