The word of the day is compromise.
At what point does conformity change from compromise to compromised? I understand the importance and necessity of compromise, that dance between conflicting needs of the one with the other, but there is a point when an essential part of who I am is threatened to be compromised in significant and unacceptable ways. I am at such a point with a part of my world, but my refusal to accept circumstances that are going to actually do great harm to me if I don't stand my ground will have consequences that may not be very warm and fuzzy. And I shouldn't have to make such choices. . . .but it looks like such a choice is going to have to be made.