"Giving up is never an option"
Isn't that what people tend to say when you tell them you think about giving up? Maybe you're thinking about giving up painting that one painting where you can't get the hands quite right. Maybe you gave up on NaNo this year, like I did. Maybe you want to give up on a dream you always wanted to achieve. So, because that bothers you, you decide to tell someone. They tell you it's fine. They tell you to try your best. They tell you that giving up is never an option.
Well, they're wrong. Because that's the thing about giving up, you see? Giving up is an option. And it's not even a bad one, or at least it doesn't look like it. No, giving up is the shimmering choice, the glowing one, the one that sparkles and screams 'Pick me! Pick me!'. Giving up is always there, haunting everything you're trying to create. Giving up is the one option everybody considers. And, the worst thing is, giving up is easy. You give up, and the thing that's been bothering you will poof for the moment, it'll disappear. You give up, and suddenly you feel a weight lifted from your shoulders, you feel free. You give up, and you suddenly have time to watch that TV show you had no time for beforehand. You give up, because it's an option.
It's not like I'm telling you to give up everything you ever wanted in life. I'm just telling you that giving up is an option you'll consider. And I'm also telling you that giving up is a choice you'll regret. Because giving up means you didn't really try. You gave up before you got to where you wanted to be, and now you'll never know if you could've done it.
I gave up on NaNo in the second week. I was behind, my story didn't write itself and I had so much to do. I gave up. I'm at 16 something thousand words, and I'll never know if I could've done it had I not given up.
So, if there's something you are thinking about giving up, here's my advice:
Think about it. Think it through. Consider giving up as a valid and okay to make choice. And then decide. Decide if you really want to stay in the dark for the rest of your life. You will never know what you could have accomplished, if you hadn't given up. You'll never know where you would be right now, if your choice had been different.
Paint that painting. Make those hands the best dang hands you ever painted. Keep writing on that novel with plotholes bigger than Steven Moffat's Doctor Who. Chase that dream, if only to see if you can catch it. Don't give up. Not because it's not an option, but because it is. And because you're strong enough to decide against it.
(Even though it may have seemed like it, I did not give up on this blog. I thought about it, but that's not gonna happen anytime soon. :) )