Maybe this post is for you. I don’t know.
I do struggle from time to time. The last few days have been quite a fight. I’m learning to do something new, something that will possibly help me get to the next level and while I was expecting to master the skill in just a few hours, turns out today I’m on my third day and I have to start all over again. Well, not from the entirely beginning but from a new starting point. I got discouraged in the middle of the first day. I wanted to quit. But, see, the thing is, my situation does not allow me to. It could be an option, however, it’s not an option, if you know what I mean.
There are situations in which quitting is just not an option even if it is on the list.
Here’s few situations where quitting is not an option:
– you just got a bad diagnosis
– you just got fired
– you’re facing bankruptcy or financial difficulties
– you’re going through a divorce/breakup
– death took a loved one away from you
– you’re trying to get physically or mentally healthy
– you’re trying to accomplish a goal or a dream
– you’re going through confusing and difficult career/life transitions…
Of course you could give up, but the end point would put you in a worst position than the current position.
I don’t know about you, but I can’t give up. I couldn’t respect myself if I did. I made it so far already. What the hell would it say about me? No way. I’m proudly obsessed. If I start something, I have to finish. If my health or career is unsatisfying, no matter how painful and difficult it is to get things together, I have to make it to a satisfying end point.
Finishing the race is the only option for me. And I don’t care if I’m the last one making it to the flag. I will make it to the flag. I don’t give a flying shit if I loose a leg or an arm in the process. If necessary, I will crawl and leave a bleeding trail behind me just so I can touch the flag. I will put my blood all over the fucking flag, fuck it. If I die, I will die trying. People will remember me as the person who died hard trying hard.
It’s always a good day to try hard.
Now look. I don’t care what the diagnose is or how bad and ugly your situation may be, I dare you to quit. Cry, scream, punch the walls if you want, you don’t quit, bitch.
When I am facing with the urge to give up, I remind myself how fucking shitty the world we live in would be if everybody gave up. I mean would we have light if Edison quit after the 3rd attempt? It took him 1000 attempts to create the light bulb. Would we have cars if Henry Ford didn’t automate and industrialized the automobile? What about the internet? What about the clothes we wear? What about the food we eat? What about Mohammad Ali? What about Martin Luther King? What about Mother Theresa? What about your mother? Would you be here if she aborted?
What about you? What about us? What are we going to do? It’s about you and me. It’s about you. Don’t go. Don’t leave. Never give up. Out of the terrible suffering will come out the greatest things you can’t even begin to imagine right now. Out of the stinkiest mud will grow the most beautiful lotus. You think nobody depends on you? What about you depending on you?
You give up now you will never get to be a gigantesque palm tree or a marvelous lotus. You did it once, you can do it again. If you never did it, well this is your time to do it. Trust me. I’m with you on that. Of course you could quit, but if you do I will… hunt you down. I’m a unicorn. I can find you.
Look it’s tough. It’s difficult. It’s painful. It’s hard. I know tough. I know difficult. I know painful. I know hard.
But guess what?
It’s always a good day to try harder, regardless.
Infinite love, health, healing, wealth, success, happiness, awareness, peace and wisdom your way