moondaughter, I may not know what you said but I will defend to the death your right to say it!
Now, where was I? Oh yes. Inner conflict. We don't want to take up the burden, but we "should" do so. That is such a cruel word! Should! Abandon your dreams! It is time to wake up, Hero Child! "Here I come to save the day!" Someone should letter that across that darned tulip.

But parts of us recognize a con when they see it. And while we shoulder the burden, it is not with our whole heart. And if the burden eats up our life in service to the Other, perhaps a sort of rebellion begins.

"Move that foot!" "No."
"You will hold that hand steady." "No I wont!"
"You can't make me!"

How extreme can this get? Heart attack? Cancer? PD?