The first thing I remember quitting was football at Tupelo High School. I went through two-a-day training for two grueling weeks. I ended up in tears in our driveway at one point and told mom that I just wasn’t cut out for it. The other guys were huge, I was getting tossed around like somebody’s red-headed step-child and I wasn’t learning anything. So I quit.
Next: I quit Peabody High School’s football team after going through Spring training and doing summer training. I was going to start on defense as linebacker. Reason: I went through the Emmaus walk for teens and was wrestling with my anger levels. I knew that I couldn’t play good football without wanting to seriously hurt the other players. That bothered me. I felt like the best way to get that under control was to leave the sport. I did play tennis and golf my senior year without quitting. The list grows.
I quite college football, left college for the military. I quit the military. After service I had 13 jobs in a matter of 3 years. That is nuts. I couldn’t decide what to do and I was trying to finish college during that time.
Now I am quitting the world of public education. I don’t know when it will happen but I know that I am not renewing my contract for next year. My goal is to move my family closer to my in-laws.
I have reasons that I think are legitimate for everything that I have quit, but the bottom line is that I tend to not stick with things that I don’t like or enjoy. Now the question remains, does that make me a quitter, or a risk taker who is seeking more than the misery of life which most Americans seem to settle for?
To me, life is way too short to do something you don’t enjoy, and to take you away from the things that you do (i.e. family!).
What say you, Facebookers and Bloggers?