Growing up Ferdinand the Bull was one of my favorite stories. Ferdinand is a bull, but unlike other bulls who fight and snort and butt heads, Ferdinand preferred sitting under a tree smelling flowers. So un-bull-like.
I feel Ferdy’s pain. I hate confrontations and I’m a lawyer. I wanted to be a lawyer to fight for justice. Cheesy? Perhaps. The truth? Absolutely. The problem is that even when fighting for what you believe in you’re still fighting. I thought confronting for good wouldn’t feel so icky. Its not that I feel terrible, it just leaves an unpleasant taste in my mouth kind of like a splenda cheesecake and I didn’t expect that. I thought Aisha who hates confrontation and Aisha the Lawyer! would be best of friends but have their own rooms. Not quite. Today was my first solo confrontation. It went well, but I’m drained by the drama. The confrontation was so unnecessary. But its part of the job,. Maybe time will teach me how to embrace it. Maybe 2 years from now I’ll eagerly hop into the boxing ring like Muhammad Ali.