To this day it’s one of the hardest things I ever have done. I remember the day I decided to quit basketball after my freshmen year. Quitting is never easy which is why many people just suck it up but it can be such a relief once it is said and done. Is the grass always greener or am I really in a sucky situation where I need to escape while I’m still ahead and not completely stuck? I guess no one knows until they take that chance. For me, I’m afraid it won’t be better at another place or another career. I’m constantly thinking is the mental strain worth the money and benefits or would I be happier working at Starbucks? Is it my career or is it the building? Do I need to go back to school? Or am I just lazy and need to suck it up? These questions haunt me and I’m sure others feel the same way. It’s hard to find a balance of “is my job tough or do I hate my job?” which is something I’m struggling with currently. When you quit a job, sometimes it feels like you’re leaving a family or betraying people for your own selfish reasons but is it really that bad or is it just what we think people think? Yes, people tell you to have a job that makes you happy but people also hate on those who don’t work and make money. If they walk out on this relationship they are quitting on their family which is not healthy either for mental stability especially if this relationship is toxic.Ĭareers are another huge thing that society tells us we shouldn’t ever leave or quit. Some people don’t want to quit a relationship because it could be dangerous for their safety, they’re manipulated into thinking they need this person, or they have a family with this person and think they must stay for the purpose of their family. Now, in my situation I at least just had someone who was harmless, just didn’t want any commitment. Instead, I wasted my time on someone who only wanted to hang out when he was bored. I should have blocked his number after the first year, but instead hung on to the idea that one day our stars would align and we would be both be happy together.
For almost three years I dated a guy who had no real interests in me but I was smitten and thought it would eventually work out. When in fact, it is good to take a break especially when one is sick in order to not get worse or others sick.Īnother thing that worries me about the don’t quit mentality is the impact it can have on personal relationships. There has been so many times I’ve probably should have stayed home but didn’t want to appear weak or make other people do extra work because of my absence. Now in my adult life, I tell myself I can’t miss work and am pretty sure I’ve gone to work with a fever and never even knew it. In many ways this is true but I also think “don’t quit” can be a dangerous mantra.įor example, growing up we never missed school unless we had a fever or puking our guts out.
I’m constantly trying to push myself to do new things and prove people wrong and a lot of that stems from my up bringing of hard work results in a huge pay off. I would have never survived training for my first marathon in one of the worse winters we’ve had in a long time without the don’t quit mentality. Now don’t get me wrong, because my mom raised me not to quit is the reason I’ve been successful in many aspects of my life. The next day I regretted my decision and thought maybe mama should have told me it’s OK to quit sometimes. I still remember barely making it to my bed and watching the ceiling spin until I finally threw up the massive amount of alcohol in my stomach. I previously had been at another bar and was already quite drunk before deciding to do this drinking challenge.Įven though I was successful in my endeavor to defeat the Road Raper (I still have the cup to prove it) the trip home was not very successful. I had just finished a drink called the Road Raper, which got its’ name from the large amount of alcohol in the drink which included EverClear among many others. “Mama didn’t raise no quitter!” I exclaimed in a drunken state chugging the remainder of the drink in one giant gulp. “Larissa, you seriously don’t have to finish that drink,” my friend proclaimed worried watching me take a deep breath holding a rather large drink in my hands.
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