This post by Sister,I Am With You was meant for me to read.

In a month, it will be 3 years since I woke up and fell out of my bed and crawled into my bathroom to pull myself into a hot tub.

I believed that if I could just get hot water, my swollen knee would be better, and I would stop shaking from the chills.

I was wrong.

This was not a simple knee sprain, it’s been one heckuva lot more- a central nervous system injury that I’m still fighting to heal all the way from.

I’ve learned a lot- A LOT – since this happened…and that’s why I’ve quit.

I’ve quit comparing myself to who I was back then.

I was 90 mph back then- managing a full team- dealing with constant drama and always trying to soothe things over.

I quit managing a team of therapists and that has been life changing.

I quit letting people “pencil in” appointments with me. I have an online schedule for people to book appointments and it’s that simple. When someone has skin in the game, they show up- I quit losing money and time because I penciled in a friend that couldn’t come, after all.

I quit always being the one to support another’s small business – I look at who supports mine, and find ways to support theirs- it might be as simple as commenting on their posts, or buying their products from time to time, or referring others to them but it matters to me.

I’ve quit going places unless I’m invited.
One of the hardest parts of my CNS injury is the optic nerve injury which means I can’t drive until my nerve is healed so I have to put my “going” on hold.

I’ll be honest- this is hard.

I’m a gift giver- I’m multilingual and one of my love languages is gifts. I absolutely love finding treasures – things that just say “ this is meant for her” and surprising people. I love placing gifts outside doors, in mail boxes, in the yard and tucking into drawers.

I can’t do it and I’ve had to quit beating myself up for it.

I’ve also quit going to the gym and this is the REAL,HARD thing.
This is the longest of my life I’ve been without a gym membership.
I started out at the tiny TEXAS gym in East Dallas when I was a teenager and I’ve been a gym rat since. I raised my kids at the gym- from the time they were toddlers, they went with me and it was just what Momma did.

I had to quit when I couldn’t justify paying Uber to drive me to workout and train when I do have a good set up at home.

I had to quit another thing- depending on trainers to kick my butt because I’ve had some really great trainers and I know stuff- I know my body and I know I can’t quit working out, no matter what.

So I have to quit waiting to get back to the gym and being- again- to take control of what I can.

I quit ignoring my spiritual intuition- God had given me a verse almost ten years ago and I would push it aside…not anymore- I quit being less than I was created to be because He set me a part for a reason.

I quit putting my writing way down on the totem pole of things I will do and started to set time aside just for the purpose of writing.

I quit a lot of things so I can BECOME exactly what I’m meant to be.

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Maybe it’s time to quit.

Quit listening to people who don’t like you. Who don’t want what’s best for you.

Quit letting the voices of the nay-sayers. The ones who always have something negative to say.

Quit sitting at the table with the gossipers.

Quit comparing yourself. Quit believing you need to be someone different to achieve anything great. Quit wishing you were in someone else’s shoes.

Quit being hard on our bodies and calling them anything other than miraculous.

Quit the negative self talk.

Quit choosing people pleasing over honoring your needs.

Quit being so hard on yourself.

Quit tolerating being lied to, disrespected and gaslit because you want to be a good person. It’s okay to see the truth in people too.

Quit letting the past haunt your future.

Quit letting insecurity control you. Quit thinking you don’t measure up. Quit thinking you aren’t deserving of good things.

Quit ignoring your inner voice and start listening to your heart.

Quit playing a side part when you’ve been the main character in your story all along.

Love,

Amy & Jess