Have you ever wanted to quit? I have. I still do.
For some time now, I’ve asked myself this question, almost, daily. ‘Is it time to quit, time to give up, throw in the towel?’ When you’re met with a brick wall, be it relationally, professionally, mentally, etc, time and time again, quitting starts to look like the most reasonable and attractive option. So seriously, when is it time to quit? Is there ever an appropriate time? I’m asking, because I. Don’t. Know… and I want to know, I need to know. The anxiety, stress, pain of failing, or coming up short, just doesn’t seem worth it after a while. Can I get a witness? Yet, for some crazy reason… we keep showing up, we keep working, we keep trying, trying, and trying, but I gotta be honest… I, personally, am fried. I’m done. The joy is gone. I don’t see a point in continuing down a road that ultimately feels like a dead end… but then there’s those nagging questions, “Is it a dead end? What if you stop just shy of reaching your goal?” How do you know if quitting is the wisest option? In my field, or industry, by my age, most people have hit their stride, or at least gotten things rolling in the right direction, but, for me, everyday, every month, ever year, just feels like an endless battle, that’s leading nowhere.
So do you quit, or do you keep running the same rat race on the same squeaky wheel, day in and day out, knowing it’s getting you nowhere? What about changing the approach? I’ve read, and heard on various podcasts and such, that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting to get a different result, or new outcome(s), but the reality is that it’s just not possible… you’re going to keep running into the same problem(s). So, then that must mean only one thing… I’m insane. I am. Well, at least I’m willing to admit it. Many, if not most, would’ve woke up by now and gone a different route, but not me… I’m still doing the same stupid thing(s) over and over again. And there in lies my problem. It’s time to change course… maybe not change the goal, but find a better approach to getting where I wanna be? Where is that? Well, that’s for me to know, personally, but that’s also for you to know, personally, regarding yourself. And if it helps you to know, in facing this kind of crises, that you’re not alone, then I’m happy to say, somewhat somberly, that you are not alone.
Ceasing to move forward is not possible, not as long as we have air in our lungs, but adjusting the plan of attack is an option. If it’s not working, as planned, then try something new, put on another pair of glasses through which you see the world, your work, your dreams, yourself. And if, in putting on the new spectacles, we see that it’s time to change paths, altogether, then do it. We don’t need to be afraid of trying something new… it’s not the end of the world. Rather, see it as the creation of a new world, filled with new adventures, new stories to tell and reflect on down the road, gaining a new perspective on life, and there in lies the challenge in life altogether… perspective. It’s all in perspective, isn’t it? The gravest of circumstances can be the greatest lessons learned to help catapult us even further down the road along life’s journey. Change must be welcomed, the unknown must be embraced, because quitting is not an option. Dying is quitting… and I’m not ready to die yet. Are you? I’m ready to live, at all costs, because isn’t that what living is, going at it like there’s no tomorrow? In guy terms, going balls to the wall. And if there is a tomorrow, you pick up where you left off with the adventure, take it another step forward, another level up, risking a little more than you did the day before. Where did that sense of adventure go? You know, the one we had as kids? We didn’t quit when we were kids… what makes us so easily quit as grown mature adults? Another mystery to unravel another day, another post…