– A line that marks the limits of an area; a dividing line
– A limit of a subject or sphere of activity
Everyone creates lines, imaginary lines.
Recently I have found myself drawing a number of lines, making a conscious effort to create boundaries. Not to keep people out, ok well maybe a little bit, but more out of self protection. The most important line we draw for ourselves are the ones that separate us from the people that we work with. History has told me to not get too familiar, to not make friends, but that’s a line that is often crossed.
It is required that we create boundaries between us and the rest of the world. People are inherently messy, life is messy. So we must create lines. You draw imaginary lines in the sand and hope like hell that no one crosses them.
The interesting thing about work is, you end up meeting different people through it. And often these people aren’t people that you just work with and they become more. Sometimes friends and sometimes more than that. We each have different personas that we need to protect. Like I said, you draw lines.
But what happens when the line gets blurry?
I met someone, through work, with a bunch of mutual connections and a path that I knew I’d cross a number of times again. From the first encounter it was clear that it could go a number of ways, the safe route of let us just walk away and keep things clean or let’s just get in and complicate this.
Spoiler alert – it didn’t stay clean. Cardinal rules were broken. It’s gotten very complicated.
Let’s see what happens and then we can work around it was the master plan. To be honest, I don’t remember what the thought process was and in hindsight I do wonder if I would’ve done things differently given what’s transpired. However I digress. Lines got very blurry, rules were put in place to keep things as clean cut as possible but once things get grey it’s pretty difficult to switch back to black and white.
Where to now? Each day provides a different challenge and it’s been an insane roller coaster of emotions and I find myself questioning if it’s worth it but the one thing I know is this person has exposed me to a different life – different form of relating, communicating and inherently living. Boundaries should protect us but not limit us from experiencing pleasures. I’m just not sure if there are some lines that should just never be crossed. Life can be wasted drawing lines and keeping people out or you can live your life crossing them.
I’ve heard if you’re willing to take the chance the view from the other side is spectacular. I can only say that the jury is still out as to whether crossing these lines will be worth it in the end. Here’s to hoping…