This Year, I’ve Decided to Give Up.

Not in a hopeless or pessimistic kind of a way. But in a liberating act of defiance - rebelling against the notion that we always need to have more, get more, be more.

Sliding into 2022, here’s a few of the things I’m giving up on…

👻 TRYING TO OUTRUN MY FEELINGS.
It’s exhausting and futile. Difficult feelings are part of the deal. I’m believing in myself and trusting that I’m big enough to hold all the feelings that show up - even the sticky, grizzly, heavy and hostile ones.

👻 PLEASING EVERYONE.
Putting myself out there means butting heads with people that disagree with me or straight up don’t like me. I don’t need to make everyone happy to be okay with who I am.

👻 AVOIDING UNCOMFORTABLE CONVERSATIONS.
I hate arguments. And I hate the idea of feeling responsible for other people feeling bad. As a consequence, I’ve not spoken up about things that are important or significant to me. I’m done keeping quiet.

👻 BOXING MYSELF IN.
I don’t fit tidily inside any one label or box. Sometimes that feels isolating, and like I’m drifting from group to group, with nowhere solid to land. But I’m becoming more okay with being a moving mosaic, made up of lots of different parts.