What do you think is the difference between giving up and changing course?
Be enlightened by reading this article, written by a dear friend, Liberty:
So…you want to give up. Okay. I can relate to that. I’ve felt that way on numerous occasions in my life.
And in previous years, I would have used the words in the above photo. I’d have lived and died by them. I crammed them down my own throat and I admit that I crammed them down the throats of many patients, clients, friends, my readers and viewers…anyone who was on the receiving end of my words, whether written or spoken.
I’ve been known for saying, “Giving up is not an option.” Or “Never, never, never give up.” In fact, someone even gave me a pretty stone that says that on it and it’s still sitting right here on my desk in front of me.
Now? Well, I wish I could go back and qualify those words sometimes when putting them together in a sentence.
But first, be very clear about one thing. There’s a big difference between “giving up” by accepting that your further efforts will not improve a situation — and continuing to your detriment. The trick is in figuring out which is which.
If you do give up, what will happen?
Or what won’t happen? And can you live with whatever that is?
Will it keep you stuck and not allow you to move forward? Or will it release you from a pointless situation or dream and will enable you to move on?
If you’re thinking about giving up, I’ll bet you’re exhausted. I can relate to that, too. But is that the reason you want to give up?
Being tired can distort your perception of things. It can make everything seem bigger, worse, heavier, more. So if you think that’s a big part of why you want to give up, perhaps you could just take a rest instead.
Maybe you’re feeling like one of those inflatable bowling-pin-shaped things that kids punch in the face, so it falls over, but then it springs back up. Maybe you’ve been punched so often, you’re deflated, flattened, and you think you can’t get back up yet again.
Yeah, I can relate to that, too.
So haul out the repair kit, patch up the tear, and get up again. I’m well aware that in doing so, you’re essentially saying to the Universe, “Okay! Bring it on! Slam me again!”
But even if all you get is flattened one more time, you can still pop back up again. And again. And again. You just have to decide to do it. Yeah, I know you might have reached a point where you don’t want to, and you’re asking me, “Why do I have to decide to do it?”
It’s quite simple really
Life sucks if you just stay there, deflated and miserable on the floor. If you get back up and try again, there is always the chance for improvement. If you don’t, there isn’t.
Yes, you might get knocked down again, but so what? It sucks, I know, but is that a good reason to stop trying? To accept that it sucks and sit there and complain about how miserable things are?
I guess that’s your choice, but if you want to feel better, then you have to try again until you are pretty clearly shown that it’s time to stop and do something else instead.
Sooner or later, the Universe will get bored with your refusal to give up. Or you’ll learn to brace yourself for the punches and not get knocked down, and then you’ll be punching the air and yelling, “Checkmate!”
But at the minute, your king’s in peril. Your pawns are almost gone. And you’ve lost a bishop and a rook. Yet you’ve still got your queen.
Honestly, do you expect life to be easy?
Okay, so maybe you’re thinking, “No, but did it have to be this hard?”
I’d love to say that I have some Great Universal Wisdom that will give you the answer to that, but I don’t. I can speculate, but it doesn’t mean anything in the grand scheme of things.
Whatever possible reasons we create why life has to be so impossibly miserable are sometimes just our helpless human ramblings, our feeble attempts at making ourselves feel better.
Without a point, we don’t know whether it’s all “meant to be” or random, meaningless misery.
We don’t know whether we choose this stuff before we get here or whether it’s dumped on us by some Supreme Being who has decided it for us.
We don’t know if it’s fate or free will or a little of both. We can guess, we can believe, but we do not know.
And even if we did, would it change anything? You would still make the same choices, and your life would still unfold as it’s going to unfold, whatever that means, and in whatever way it happens.
Hating it because it’s hard, or being fed up and tired because it’s nothing but struggle — none of that will change even if you get some Big Brilliant Flash of Awareness with a personal memo from the Divine Source of All.
You’re still going to have to put one foot in front of the other and get through your life, one day at a time. Or one minute at a time, when it gets bumpy.
So what are you going to do with those days? Those minutes? Do you seriously think that giving up on the more challenging parts of life will make the rest of it any better? Do you think that if you look at your challenges and say, “I can’t! I quit!” that whatever comes next is guaranteed to be better than it is now?
I rather doubt it. I’ll bet that whatever it is you’ve been trying to accomplish, its purpose was to make the rest of your life better in some way. It would enhance, improve, or lead to something.
Whether it’s big or small, you wouldn’t have been bothering if there weren’t going to be some benefit for you.
So why would you throw that away unless you are sure that you have done all you can and that it is indeed time to accept that you cannot do anymore and stop trying?
The bottom line is this: If it is best to stop trying and accept the situation or if continuing means you are flogging a dead horse that will only prevent you from moving forward (and may be detrimental to you), do it. But if you just can’t be bothered to try again, or if you’re tired, slow down. Take a rest.
Look at the situation. Forget the pieces that have been lost and remember your remaining bishop, your rook, those few pawns. Remember your queen and how much power she wields. Then plot her next move.
This article has been reprinted with permission from Angel RIBO’s LinkedIn page.