I Know You’re Thinking About Giving Up. Here’s Why You Shouldn’t…

I was thinking about quitting.

In fact, I’ve thought about it a lot.

What I don’t want:  To be one of those annoying people that says they want to give up social media but spends all day on social media talking about how everyone should give it up.

What I do want: To do something meaningful with my time.

But this post isn’t about social media.

I keep hitting walls.  You can call it writer’s block if you want.

It’s kind of funny.  I feel a little aimless at times.  And I’m the guy that preaches PURPOSE, PURPOSE, PURPOSE.   But sometimes I just don’t feel it.

I don’t know if I should write more about addiction.  Or less.  More about philosophy.  Or less.  More practical advice.  Or less.

This is the problem when you have an audience.  You start to write thinking about what they want to read.  And in a way that’s good.  You want to serve.  You want to be useful.  You want to actually help someone.  But in the end, I can only really write for myself.  And if someone else likes it, then good.

It’s weird.  I’ll be completely done.  Done with Youtube, the website, Facebook, Instagram.   And then I’ll meet someone and they’ll tell me how it’s helped them.  How they were struggling with addiction or depression or anxiety or aimlessness……and now, they’re a little better.

And I’m convinced that it’s not the content that matters.  I don’t think you care if I edit the spelling or not.  I think maybe it’s because I’m telling the truth.  About us.  About our connections.  Our journey.

I’m not writing all this so I’ll get comments. “Hey, I read it.”  Keep writing” etc.

No, I’m writing this to say that every day I think about quitting…..

What about you?

Do you think about quitting?

Your dreams? Your goals? Your big ideas?

Here’s the deal though.  When things are tough, that’s the most important time to push ahead.   Because it’s just around the corner where growth happens.

I have this friend and she’s trying to make some positive changes in her life.

She wants to be there for her kid.  Or at the least she doesn’t want to make her kid’s life miserable any more.  So she starts to do some good.  She starts to crawl out of her hell.  Starts to make progress.  Gets sober.  Gets a makeover.  Gets aggressive about self improvement.

And then….BAM!  Rejection.  Depression.  Like hitting a brick wall.

Something happens just like it always will.  Something outside of your control.  Life gets tough.

And she lives in the past.  With all her guilt hanging around her neck, dragging her down.

So she quits.

Maybe not dramatically.  But she quits taking those small steps forward.  She looks back a little more every day to her past.   Wishing more to go back in time and fix things that she screwed up the first time around.

It’s hard to go forward when you’re staring in the rear view mirror all day.

And this is what I want her to see.  She does have a time machine.  But it doesn’t take you into the past. Or back to the future.  It only takes you to the present moment.  To change the NOW in order to change the future.

Let us grab the few things we have control of……

And let go of the rest.

Life is a mystical maze.  A fraction of a second and it slips away.

My kids are getting older.

I’m getting older.

So be it.

The world goes on.

Spinning into infinite potential.

I’d like to say that I have clarity.

But I’m just along for the ride.

A lot like you.

But we aren’t looking back.

We’re only looking forward.

Moving forward.

Step by step.

In the only time we have left….

Right

This

Second.

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Thanks for reading and feel free to comment or share.

p.p.s.

And here’s a link to my book if you’re interested in those kinds of things