When You are Ready to Quit: Don’t
My tunnel vision sharpens, my eyes are focused on my MacBook screen. The message stares at me without blinking. I have read it a possible few hundred times. I swallow in attempts to quench my parched throat. My voice echoes the message.
“ Thank you for writing about what I have been thinking… None of my friends understand what I am feeling.”
My hands are shaking over the keyboard. I blink away the tears that creep up in the corners. I am shocked, stunned and humbled all in one moment.
24 hours ago, I was one click away from deactivating my blog.
After my health challenges in the past 2 years, keeping the blog updated was the last priority on my to-do list. I started my blog as therapy for myself, as a way to deal with the residual feelings of grief for my mother.
I almost quit, thinking that no one would notice.
Thank you, Dear Reader for reaching out to me.
I won’t quit. I am here.
I am not alone. You are not alone.