The Evolution of Not Quitting When You’re Tired

I write this for every woman who’s considered quitting, who doesn’t pretend that the stress and pressures of their life aren’t smothering them. When you want to scream and want to run away. It hit me nothing of what we, as humans feel, isn’t abnormal. We all at some point want to escape the pressures of the world, and even certain people and circumstances. It is not a sin to be fed up with what is or isn’t changing. Sometimes the evolution of not quitting is letting go. It is not quitting, but walking away from what does not serve you or leaves you depleted. The evolution of not giving up is accepting that a space, place, or lifestyle is no longer what you want. I’ve learned not to confuse quitting with moving on. The way to keep you from not quarrying is to move on.

It’s late at night, the sound of rain falling, the strike of lightning, and the sound of thunder. I realize I am a hamster on the wheel. Working, but with no direction. The wheel is constantly going, but I am stuck. I’ve been without emotional and physical closeness for 14 years. I’m bored as hell and I feel like I’m sinking to rise no more. With every flicker of light, I become more and more exhausted. I’m putting int the work , but the results are bare minimal. Despite my ability to quit, I continue to push forward. I’ve faced so many challenges in life that it’s tempting to just lie down and never…