I quit. That's it.
These aren't words or phrases; they are blank emotions. Emotions that carried no hope, only the urge to give up and end it. I had experienced moments when I was about to give up on voicing myself out. It's easy to say giving up is an excuse, but no, it's not. When there is no path of growth or success visible, these thoughts end up consuming all creativity and curiosity.
On this journey, some moments staggered me and made me think about stopping writing. Courage and confidence break down when nothing goes the way we think. But a thought could spark the urge to continue without wrapping things up. For me, the thought of becoming an improved version of myself didn't allow me to stop writing.
I hesitated, I thought of quitting. I feared judgment, I thought of quitting. I lacked discipline, I thought of quitting. In the chaos of thoughts, I thought of quitting. But when I thought about improvement, I continued every time over the thoughts of quitting. Whenever I remember writing, a thought joins my creativity- a mirror reflecting much more of myself.
A few days back, when silence felt blank and writing looked normal, I thought of quitting. I didn't write for almost two hours. But during those calm hours, my inner self was constantly distracting me. It was forcing me to rethink for whom I had started and why I was continuing it.
I am doing it for myself- to improve, to be more aware of myself. That's it.
A blunt thought gave me my reality. It made me continue writing without needing another reason. I ended up writing my blog through my blank silence. With time, many moments felt like quitting. However, I kept choosing my streak over those thoughts. A thought to continue once again voiced itself over those quitting notions.
Quitting couldn't be an option for growth. With passing days, I have been rejecting my thoughts of quitting much more strongly.
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