Satan must HATE me. SERIOUSLY. I am not even close to perfect. But I do not know how to give up. I am programmed to my core to keep going no matter what. I may stumble, breakdown, slow down, but to the very depths of who I am, I don't know how to not keep going. I get lost. I trip. I get bumps and bruises. But I always find my way back, get up, brush myself off, and "Just keep swimming."
And here's the thing: it's because it is the one thing that always pays off. I have so much success with this way of doing things. (no not the falling, etc. but the getting up and trying)
Because of this, I have to admit, I have a very low tolerance or patience with quitters. Because I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND WANTING TO GIVE UP. But if I can keep going, and continue making my own destiny rather than accepting defeat....
I will say this though: I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND feeling hopeless, unloved, worthless, and all of those other emotions. And here's what I have to say: That's why God gave us chocolate doughnuts and sunshine! Best medicine EVER!!! :-)
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