Today is my birthday. As celebration (besides eating lots of cake) I have decided to give myself a special gift: I am giving up.
That’s right. Giving up.
Don’t bother trying to talk me out of it because my mind is made up.
I’m giving up worrying about what others think of me.
I’m giving up my fear of failure. And my fear of success.
I’m giving up self-doubt, self-criticism, self-consciousness and anything but self-love.
I’m giving up making excuses.
I’m giving up procrastinating. Tomorrow. No, just kidding. I’m giving up procrastinating right now.
I’m giving up competition, envy and jealousy.
I’m giving up being afraid of what the future might bring.
I’m giving up the regrets I have from my past.
Most of all, I’m giving up all of the barriers I have built between me and the life of my dreams.
By giving up I embrace a life lived with abandon, a life fraught with coulds instead of shoulds, a life that is finally, truly lived.
Care to join me?