So often we beat ourselves up for quitting. For giving up on something. But as a wise friend recently reminded me, sometimes it takes a great deal of bravery to quit. A few months ago, I finally quit a work-related project I’d been pursuing for three years. About two years into the project, I knew it wasn’t going to result in success. But I refused to quit. That’s what we’re told is the noble thing to do, right? Never give up. But what if giving up is the right thing to do? If it’s the thing that will set us free from something that causes us stress, pain, or imbalance? For me, quitting the project was the right thing to do. And a few months after making the break, I can honestly say that quitting was the smartest thing I could have done. I feel free.
Perhaps going forward we can stop associating the word quit with the word fail, and begin associating it with the phrase let go.