I am not a quitter…by nature I’m not one who easily gives up on things. Some might even consider me stubborn. Usually when someone implies that I can’t accomplish something I take a deep breath & smile at them ever so warmly. All while my brain is screaming “watch me”. I come by this trait honestly…I think it runs in my family.
That being said, I have recently come to the conclusion that there are a few things I’ve called it quits on. Because sometimes a girl needs to know when to throw in the towel & move on. Now, before you get all judgey & call me a liar just hear me out.
I quit trying to lead a life that doesn’t feel authentic to me. Trying to be something that I’m not. If I’m not spending my time doing things that interest me, then what’s the point right?
I quit making the assumption that I’m not good enough. Self-doubt & hate is a recipe for disaster. We women are always hard on ourselves – literally our own worst critics.
I quit going above & beyond for people who don’t appreciate it. We all have people in our lives that you only hear from when they need something. I’m respectfully done with those kind of people.
I quit living my life on the premise that I have to prove myself. To whom? What I should be focusing on is impressing the hell out of myself.
I quit trying to keep up with the Jones’. They don’t know me, I don’t know them & they really don’t seem that happy anyway.
I quit the rat race. That never ending cycle of “the more you make, the more you spend” & before you know it you’re working somewhere you hate, for material things you think you need to be happy. I am quite content re-designing the life I want to live.
I quit buying into the bullshit. You need to do this, buy that – in order to make your life happier mentality. I call bullshit, on all of it. If you don’t LOVE it or use it every day, it’s all just noise.
But then again, maybe it’s just me? Cause crazy is also a trait that runs in our family….just sayin’.