Normally we think of risk-taking as unwise. But healthy risks exist. These are things like playing sports, or auditioning for a play. I wouldn’t consider myself a risk-taker these days, though I took many unsafe risks in my early 20s: brought strange men home; got inside a taxicab numerous times while completely drunk and alone (I could’ve been murdered!); took drugs I was given at a party or while hanging out with a group, not knowing what they or their effects were. After I was diagnosed and stable, I stopped taking these types of risks.
I had a full-time job, but it was a dead-end job. I took a risk and returned to school. I went full-time, though I still had a part-time job. The reason I believe this was a healthy risk was because it was mentally challenging. By earning my degree I had the potential to get ahead in life. Then I graduated, and headed to graduate school (another risk) where I met my husband (yet another risk).
I remember the first time I saw him. It was during orientation. He was sitting a few rows ahead of me and a new friend. My friend called him Adonis Boy (AB). Lol! I reluctantly agreed that he was cute with his blue eyes and curly blond hair, but didn’t want anything to do with him. I was there for school and school only.
When we broke for lunch, most of the students headed to the back of the room where a lunch spread was laid out. Over the potato salad, AB and I stood across the table from one another. In my mind I once again agreed with my friend that this young man was cute, but I wasn’t looking for a relationship.
He and I had a class together, and got to know our classmates and we all started hanging out. At some point AB asked me out to dinner. I was recently divorced, but I took the risk. It was a healthy one. Now we’ve been together for 20 years, and married for 16!
What are some healthy risks you’ve taken?