It shouldn’t be this hard.
I bemoaned, yet again, the same woes. Because it took me longer to do the task, because I was distracted easily, because it was hard to get out of bed, because I can’t just wake up and go, powered and directed just by passion and goals. My struggle was a clear sign to me that I was clearly doing everything wrong.
“What evidence do you have to support that?” To me the evidence was all there. Because everything was hard was enough. But she wanted scientific proof that I was on the wrong path. The trials and tribulations I experienced in the laboratory of life were not enough. That in and of itself doesn’t prove my what. It only tells me the how.
Change the script you’ve been repeating to yourself. It isn’t true. It should be this hard. Accept that you will be afraid. Accept that you will feel unprepared. Accept that you will assume you should quit. In the face of it all, keep going. It will be difficult. Embrace it.
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