Have you ever came to a point in your day, week, month, year, life where everything you were doing seem completely pointless? I’m sure you have. We all have. Its like a mandatory requirement of this whole living situation thing. Well, I was there today, and yesterday, and last week. The whole “when it rains, it pours” spiel was my life. Things are just difficult at the moment, okay. Difficult, and I have severe Peter Pan syndrome. What is it? I don’t mind being 24, but all these adult things that require my adult attention and concern irks me to my core sometime. And while I handle my responsibilities, more times than I can count, I wish I could just lay on a beach away from it all. I want(ed) to quit. How do you quit being an adult? Not quite sure..
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"Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever."
Then I read this on an Instagram post today. “Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever”. I’d never seen it until today and it couldn’t be more on time, because when I read it my heart sank into the (empty — haven’t eaten all day) pits of my stomach and flopped around for a second or two and tugged at my strings as a reminder as to why I started in the first place, and what it would feel like later if I were to quit everything.
I often forget that pain truly is temporary. And even if it isn’t as temporary as we’d like, we get better at dealing with it. Now I don’t want you to read this and think I’m some broken hearted woman, sulking over love lost. I’m perfectly happy in that realm, but life chucks so many other painful things at us, often hurting worse than that. Which is where I’m at. Or at least where I was. But I am now reminded that this won’t last. “This too shall pass”, if you may.
But if I quit.. if YOU quit, that will follow you. It’ll last forever.
Or at least until you grip onto the courage and willpower to start again.
We can do this.
whitty lianne 