It’s time for another stream of consciousness post. No editing, just writing my thoughts as they slip into my head.
Have you ever been really excited to start something new, only to realise it wasn’t what you expected? Maybe it was a new subject at university, a new relationship, a new job, or maybe something as simple as a new book. You look forward to it for so long and you can’t wait to get started. But then it just feels wrong. At first you try to convince yourself that maybe you haven’t given it enough time. You haven’t tried hard enough. You keep going, but it just keeps getting worse. You finally admit to yourself that this wasn’t what you wanted, but you still keep going. You can’t just quit. Quitting would somehow feel like failure. And nobody wants to feel like a failure.
I’ve recently had this experience. I started something new and was really excited about it, but after one day I knew something felt wrong. I tried to keep going, but nothing changed. I kept telling myself to stop whining and to stop feeling sorry for myself. I wasn’t just going to quit.
But… Why is it such a bad thing to quit? I was feeling miserable, but was willing to keep going just because I didn’t want to be a quitter. I was willing to sacrifice my happiness for something I hated.
I eventually did come to my senses. I can’t even begin to describe the relief I felt after I decided to stop. A weight was lifted off my shoulders.
Don’t get me wrong. We all have to do things we don’t like sometimes. But we also have to be honest to ourselves about what we want our lives to be like. Life should be about the pursuit of our own happiness, not about being miserable because we’re too stubborn to give up.
So I’m saying it out loud: It’s okay to quit!
Don’t let your life be destroyed by one bad decision. Learn from your mistakes and keep moving forward.
I mostly wrote this post for myself. I really needed to hear these words. But I hope this post can help someone else be brave too. Quitting isn’t about failure, it’s about being brave enough to follow your instincts!
Have a nice Tuesday!
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It’s time for another stream of consciousness post. I really love writing these posts because I can just let my brain go wild and write whatever I want. No editing, just writing my thoughts as they slip into my head.
Isn’t it funny how we learn to edit our own thoughts. We learn which thoughts are okay to share and which are not. We only show the parts of ourselves that will be accepted by others. There are moments, however, where we cannot control our impulses and we are unable to edit our thoughts before we speak. We blurt out our darkest secrets and share our most inner truths. It happens when we get too emotional. We literally feel so many emotions that we have to let them out. People weren’t built to keep emotions inside.
It’s because our emotions are what connect us. We share the same emotions. They transcend culture, politics, religion and gender. We all feel love, anger, hate, happiness, disappointment, pride and excitement. We may experience it in different ways, but we all know the feeling. That’s why we need to share our emotions. It’s how we connect.
People often tell us not to trust our feelings. Don’t follow your heart, follow your brain. I think our brain is nothing without our heart. And our heart can’t function without our brain. The thoughts floating around in our head don’t mean anything without the feelings connected to them. And feelings get lost without memories to connect to.
Maybe people who use their brain should allow their heart to speak.
And people who follow their heart should trust their brain.
What kind of person are you?
Are you just a brain?
Or are you just a heart?
I’d like to believe that I am both!
Because this post may have been written by my brain, but it will be brought to life by my heart. Words need meaning to exist, just like our thoughts need feelings.
Have a nice Tuesday!
I don’t really do these stream of consciousness posts often. Maybe it’s because consciousness is so difficult to spell. But, today I felt inspired. So, here goes nothing!
I had this appointment at the dentist yesterday and I don’t know if it’s just me, but a week before the appointment I start brushing my teeth like crazy person. I make sure I get every nook and cranny. No surface will remain untouched. I think my brain actually believes it will make a difference. Cavities will magically disappear and my teeth will become white again. No such luck, but it doesn’t stop me from trying. Then, after I had the appointment I barely touch me teeth at all. I do brush my teeth twice a day but I feel like a have the right to slack off for a bit. I’m not really brushing my teeth. It’s like I’m gently stroking them. Is it just me, or do you guys do this too?
The appointment was fine by the way. My wisdom teeth have decided to grace me with their presence, but it should all be fine. Isn’t it funny that my wisdom teeth are coming in after I graduated! I got my Master’s degree in Book and Digital Media studies. Which is kind of insane, but also really exiting. I also started this new internship a few weeks ago. I work as a copywriter, which is probably why I haven’t been writing as much lately. I will try to get back into it, I promise!
So… What else?
Well, wisdom teeth don’t actually have anything to do with wisdom at all. I just thought I should mention that. In Dutch they actually have a double meaning. The word is verstandskiezen which you could pronounce as verstands-kiezen which would translate to wisdom or intelligence teeth, but it can also be pronounced as ver-stands-kiezen, which would translate to distant position (far stance) teeth. Because they’re in the back of your mouth… Does that make sense? In Dutch it does make sense. I promise.
I feel like this entire post is just me talking about teeth. Well, I hope it made you smile. Not a just barely lifting my lips smile, but a showing all my teeth because they look amazing smile! But, you know, whatever smile works for you is fine with me!
Have a nice Tuesday!
PS. Don’t forget to brush your teeth. You’ll need them for the rest of your life.
I disappeared from the face of the earth for a while. I mean, everyone knows your life isn’t worth sh*t if you don’t post about it on the internet and I haven’t posted anything in a very long time, except for last Wednesday that is. So, let me give you a quick update.
I finished my Bachelor’s Degree in Film and literary sciences, which basically means I can talk about books and movies and people have to believe everything I say and whenever someone disagrees I just pull out my diploma and rub it in their face. Truth is, I still know absolutely nothing. Jon Snow would be so proud.
I spent the entire summer writing my thesis which was nice…
I just started my Master’s degree in Book and Digital Media Studies and from what I can tell it’s amazing and scary all at the same time. I feel like a little kid in High School again. Everyone just seems way cooler than you and somehow you’re already two months behind.
My Master is in English, which is fine because as you can tell from my amazing posts my English is absolutely perfect. There’s just this thing that happens every time I open my mouth. In my head my English sounds amazing. I mean, queen Elizabeth ain’t got nothing on me, but then I open my mouth and that’s when the thing happens. I sound like a grizzly bear trying to cross the street while riding a bicycle. If you’ve never seen a grizzly bear crossing the street while riding a bicycle and you don’t know what that sounds like, it’s awful.
Maybe I’m exaggerating.
Have a nice Tuesday.
I’m kind of in a hurry today. I usually write my Tuesday posts the night before, because I know I don’t have enough time to do it Tuesday morning… And yet, here I am, Tuesday morning, still not a clue what I’m going to write about. Right now I think I’m going to write a how-to-Tuesday, but who knows, maybe I’ll get this genius idea while writing this.
Nope, still not a clue.
I have been staring at the screen for two minutes and still don’t know what to write. Now I’m fascinated by the cursor on my screen. Now I’m wondering why we call a computer mouse, a mouse.
It sort of looks like a mouse. It’s just that if it were a mouse, the tail would be coming out of its head. Unless you have a wireless mouse and it doesn’t have a tail, which is even more depressing.
Oh, I have an idea for the post. I’m just going to tell you everything that pops into my head for the next five minutes. I’ll call it Thinking-out-loud-Tuesday. But you already know this, because you’ve read the title. Which basically means you just read my mind. I don’t know if this is just me, but sometimes I feel like the people around me can actually read my mind. And in my head I’ll call them out on it. “I know you can read my mind. You just don’t react, because then I would know for sure you can read minds. But I’m on to you s*cker.”
Nope, is that just me? After that I just have this entire conversation with a complete stranger, all in my head. The conversation usually ends with: “You’re good.”
Now I’m thinking about all the things I have to do this week. And the fact that I’m really not in the mood for classes today. This is boring!
My mind went blank for a moment, but I’m back.
The sun is shining outside and I like warm weather, but I also hate it. The world is just a happier place when the sun is shining, but I hate warm weather. Sweating is just the worst.
I do like going to the beach. No, that’s not really true. I like to go to the beach in France. I hate the beach in the Netherlands.
How did we get from a post about nothing to a post about the Dutch beaches? I really don’t know.
Shit, the five minutes are up. Yes, I actually set a timer. I’m that person. Now I really have to go! I really recommend doing this yourself. It’s amazing how fast your brain can go from one topic to something completely different. It just shows how easily distracted people are.
Hey, a bird!
Have a nice Tuesday.