I come from a long line of people who have anxiety over making decisions, even about little things. My elderly mother, age 81, frets over the smallest of things, seemingly worse as she gets older, but the trait was always there with both parents. Until age 41, when I was prescribed an antidepressant, I was virtually paralyzed at making decisions, and let other people decide for me (mostly my spouse at the time).
I still grapple with this daily, though I know the medication helps.
Last year, I grabbed the bull by the horns and sold my bigger house to move to a smaller, cheaper home. It about killed me, but it was the right decision. I said, and still say, it was the "hardest thing I've ever done." Sometimes I even wish I had a man still making my decisions for me, but at the same time, feel a sense of empowerment that I've managed to survive.
Waffling for two weeks now, I finally bit the bullet and enrolled in a second summer grad class in order to expedite the attainment of my MA. I'm such a wimp! But I can do it!
Does anyone else here have such problems with decision-making?
Patty