Don’t Quit
Tonight I felt like giving up … just throwing in a towel and moving home with my parents and just hiding in their spare bedroom for a while. I don’t really want to get into why, but it has been a tough last two hours. Things will get better, and I know that, but right now I just want to sit in a hole and cry.
I remember a poem that my mom (who talked me through my tears tonight) used to have on a magnet on the fridge when I was growing up. I had to look it up to share it with you all.
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Don’t Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit!
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This poem reminds me of standing in front of the fridge as a little kid and made me feel a bit better. I know I can’t just give up and that I must persevere through this muck. I must remember to keep my chin up, think about the positive things in my life (my loving parents, my friends, my fun co-workers/bosses, my education, the fact that I get to continue my education) instead. I will make it through this. I promise you and I promise myself.
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