How to Get Up When You Want to Give Up
This has been One of Those Days. The kind of day where I feel disempowered, helpless, suffering. Life is hard, I’m paralyzed by overwhelm, and I just want to hide. There are reasons. Good ones. Like the fact that here are places in this country that have been recently destroyed by fire or hurricanes. Massacre has happened in the form of murder via automatic weapons and a fellow human. Friends are depressed and anxious. Oh, and my dog just threw up on the curtains, again (true story- I’m looking right at it).
What the hell are we supposed to do when we feel like giving up?
We sort ourselves out. We get supported, preferably more than we think we need. We practice being extremely gentle and kind with ourselves, and every single person we see. We grieve, we take some time to hide out and find our breath, and eventually… we get to work.
First things first. Clean up the dog puke (actual as well as metaphorical). Leaving it there and hoping it will go away does not help; I tried that already. Then:
As Anne Lamott says:
“Our lives are made up of grace and limbo and struggle and grace.”
Take care of yourself. Remind us to do the same, over and over again.