Under Pressure

The question came faster than I expected.
“So what are you going with?”
Everyone was already looking at me.

I hadn’t fully thought it through yet. I was still trying to compare the options in my head, but the silence around me started feeling heavier by the second.
Someone laughed lightly.

“Come on, it’s not that hard.”
Another person had already chosen. Then another.

The pressure started building quietly. Not loud… just enough to make me feel like I was taking too long.
So I picked one.

Fast.
The moment I said it, the conversation moved on like nothing happened.
At first, I felt relieved.

Done. No more attention. No more waiting eyes.
But later, when things actually started moving, I realized I had rushed into the one option I wasn’t even comfortable with.

And the worst part was… I already knew it at the beginning.
That was why I needed time in the first place.

I kept replaying that moment in my head afterward.
Not because someone forced me.
Nobody did.

I just wanted the pressure to end more than I wanted to make the right decision.

This story is fictional and written share a life lesson