When I asked Jay whether I should quit something because it was hard, I expected a resounding No.
That depends on whether it is required or rewarding. If it is neither there’s no reason to keep doing it.
This is the rocket scientist I married.
And, no, that wasn’t sarcastic. It was something I needed very much to hear, making me revisit motivation and find new encouragement there.
I don’t know about any of you, readers, but I have this image of quitting as bad in and of itself. I suppose it’s a cousin to the feeling bad about saying No.
Learn to say no. It will be of more use to you than to be able to read Latin.
Sometimes I think I say no too easially, and it makes me look/feel like the “difficult” person, but other than that (though sometimes that is no small thing) I’ve never regretted saying no.