positive quitting
When I first moved to New York I tried really hard to make space. Making some space for others while making space for myself. Being available on weekday nights to do meet ups. Blocking off weekends to do my own thing and go on trips. Thought I had it figured out.
Then I started reaching out to more people and signing up for more things and work started to pick up. Before I knew it, it felt like I’d gone from easing into the city to being overcommitted…
This week was a mini turning point where I decided to drop this cycling series I’d been excited about. It just wasn’t…serving its purpose. It’s weird to quit something you like but kinda don’t like at the moment because of what it makes you give up.
In this case: focusing on other skills, seeing friends. (How many more opportunities will I have to connect with friends from all over in the same city? According to this thread, not much.)
So back to what this post calls “positive quitting.” It does not feel natural at all and makes me sad but it’s realistic.
Here’s to spring cleaning.
Note: This applies to relationships too