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I’m considering quitting something big for the first time in my life and I...I’m shocked. I’m shocked at how calm I am about it. For the first time, I’m ready to let go of constantly *doing* things. I’m tired & pursuing *all* my interests at once isn’t worth it to me anymore.
This is both terrifying bc I feel like I’ve failed, but freeing bc I can’t come and kill myself for real for real. All these imaginary deadlines we create in our lives are BS
This year has been extraordinarily exhausting. I had no idea what my choices would do to my mind and body. Ten months in I can safely say I should have taken things slower. I’ve learned so much & I’m happy about that. But it was at the expense of my peace. Not worth it.
So now I know. I know when to quit, but more importantly, I know when to take a step back and re-evaluate before I commit to something in the first place. You would think I’d have known this about myself years ago, but I guess it’s never too late to learn.
Next year, I’m slowing all the way down. I’m making time for the things I love that aren’t revenue generating. Time for picking up the guitar again, polishing my French & Arabic, writing more consistently, taking whole days to just...read & stare at the sky. Time to REST.
