My heart aches at the thought that I have a dilemma. I know what the right thing to do is, but I don’t want to do it. I hate confrontation. It’s like a whale has swallowed me whole and I am swimming around in the whale’s belly trying to get out. My throat starts to close up as I reach for air and then I begin to sink. Tomorrow is going to be hard, but I know I have to do the right thing. You see it’s hard telling someone they’re wrong. I myself don’t like to be wrong, but this has got to be done. I will have to tell a co-worker that they need to rethink their thinking. Oh, the dilemma between right and wrong.