Looking back, there were many friends who tried VERY hard to set up road blocks for me so that I wouldn't drive straight off the cliff. These road blocks were complete with flares, flashing lights and DANGER signs, yet I managed to swerve around them and forge ahead.
Driving off the cliff and falling straight down was scary. But just as I was about to hit the bottom of the quarry, I realized the error of my ways, and in doing that, somehow manifested a safety net for me to fall into so that all I had to do to get back up to the road was to climb my way back up from the bottom.
I thank each and everyone of those people for their love and fear that led to their decision to try to prevent me from going over. I am sure it was entirely frustrating and sad to watch someone they cared for drive at top speed into nothingness. But apparently, the only way I was ever going to find the road I was intended to take was to do it the way that I did. I hope that those who watched me go down can see that now that I am on my way up the cliff that I am loaded with the climbing gear and am in possession of the map that will lead me in the right direction.
(BTW, sorry, but I have a HUGE thing for metaphors lately).

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