If I'm Not Trying I'm Dying

I remember saying this to a friend while in a coffee shop. It sounded cringy. But it reflected my heart completely. I was sharing about how success still remained elusive for me, and yet, I could not settle. I could not quit. 

Stopping at anything short of my goals and the desire for a life of living directly in the vein of my purpose was not an option for me.


I just couldn’t settle in my spirit to quit.

I literally felt that statement in my soul. 

I knew if I were to quit trying, it would be like emotionally dying to just settle that ‘it’ would never be for me.

Anyone else feel that one?

Anyone else hear me on that?

Has anyone else ever felt so strongly for something you’ve been contending for that the thought of settling or quitting felt like an assault on the raging spirit within you to keep warring for the outcome? 

Couple that with the knowledge that the outcome didn’t need to be EXACTLY one version of what I had in mind. I was fine with pivoting and making adjustments to my vision as needed. 

But giving up was just something I knew I could not do. 

So if that’s you.. if you get that.. if you’re contending for something too.. consider me a soul who “gets it” too. Let me know your thoughts and if this resonates with you.