Leaving the Law is Like Potty Training Your Kid
My wife and I potty trained our daughter recently. We used a popular but intense method. It is supposed to potty train your kid in 3 days. You both find a 3-day weekend and plan to stay in the house the entire time. You have your kid go without diapers and without pants and without underwear. Totally naked on the bottom. Then you fill them with fluids and prompt them to use the potty until they figure out how to do it on their own. It is brutal, but it works.
But it doesn’t feel like it is working while you’re doing it. Instead, it feels hopeless. It feels frustrating. You check the clock and realize you’re only 2 hours into a 72 hour sprint. As soon as you start, you want to go back.
Trying to leave the law feels the same.
You want to get out. But getting out sometimes seems far away or even impossible. “There’s no way it can happen,” you’ll tell yourself. You’ll see job postings that you don’t feel qualified for. You’ll get rejection letters. Maybe you don’t even know what to do to leave the law.
But look around. Everybody can use the potty. Eventually, everybody gets potty trained.
But it doesn’t feel like it is working while you’re doing it. Instead, it feels hopeless. It feels frustrating. You check the clock and realize you’re only 2 hours into a 72 hour sprint. As soon as you start, you want to go back.
Trying to leave the law feels the same.
You want to get out. But getting out sometimes seems far away or even impossible. “There’s no way it can happen,” you’ll tell yourself. You’ll see job postings that you don’t feel qualified for. You’ll get rejection letters. Maybe you don’t even know what to do to leave the law.
But look around. Everybody can use the potty. Eventually, everybody gets potty trained.