I'm A Quitter

My student threw a water bottle at my face.

That same day, I quit teaching forever.

I thought, “What would my parents think of me?”

Quitting was a big no-no.

And so was wasting an expensive college degree.

I was officially a failure.

But couldn’t hide what happened.

Quitting without even lining up another job.

Like a responsible adult would do.

I was nervous.

But told them about it anyway.

Then came the dreaded question.

My dad asked me, “what are you going to do with your life?”

I replied “I don’t know.”

The next few years were a blur of trying new things.

Of learning.

Starting several businesses.

And now the answer to his question is clear.

I’m going to work for myself.

And be a quitter.

Because quitting isn’t always about throwing in the towel when things get tough.

It’s about knowing when to stop putting energy into what’s wrong.

So that you have time to work on what’s right.