Cost of Autonomy
To be an adult is to live inside a continuum of decisions; small, large, and a few that quietly compound over the years.
Autonomy over our decisions is one of the defining privileges of adulthood. It allows us to shape our lives in ways that feel personal and intentional. But it comes with a cost: the constant demand to choose. Every day, we make decisions across a spectrum of low to high stakes - what to eat, how to spend our time. Some are instinctive, others exhausting. Over time, the accumulation of these choices leads to fatigue.
We learn to cope with this by automating what we can. Habits become our quiet workaround. They are decisions we make once, and then live out repeatedly like a morning walk, or a page of something before bed. They don’t demand fresh energy each day, but they compound over time, shaping us more than the, one-off decisions we tend to agonize over.
This is one of the textures of life, which is tiring, sometimes overwhelming, but also formative.
And then there are days when even small decisions feel out of reach. To get out of bed, whether to reply to a message, to bath or not - things that usually take seconds can feel impossibly heavy. Grief, anxiety, burnout narrow the space in which we can act, and making choice itself a burden.
In those moments, it’s tempting to want someone else to decide for us. To be told what to do, just for a while. There is relief in that thought. But it comes with a trade-off; the surrender of autonomy. And most of us, don’t want to give that up.
There are also people who live under constraints many of us struggle to fully understand. whether physical, mental, or circumstantial. For them, decision-making is not just tiring; it can be genuinely limited in ways that aren’t always visible from the outside. We should be kinder to them. Offer support, share what we can see, help map the terrain. But the decisions themselves must remain theirs. To take that away, even with good intentions, is not care - it is a form of control.
To live the consequences is something each person ultimately carries for themselves. We can stand beside them, offer perspective, and give company on the path. That is not the same as fixing their lives.
And still, it is not nothing.