How to Keep Going (When You Feel Like Giving Up)

Positivity is one of my core values, but there are times when I’ve felt like quitting, crawling back in bed, and being left alone. It can be challenging to press forward in the midst of life happening and all the more, when unexpected challenges come through. But I’ve realized it’s by God’s strength that I’m able to function through heartbreaks, disappointments, and challenges. Below, I’m sharing three tips that have served me well whenever I’ve felt like giving up and if you’ve ever felt like giving up, you may find them helpful as well.

Prayer – I pray consistently and fervently. I also combine prayer with action when required (as faith without works is dead – see James 2:17) but I know I’m not able to do any and all things in my own strength, which is why I pray for God to carry me in the areas that are heavy. That’s why He’s God. He can carry weights I’m not equipped to handle and no matter how I’m feeling, there’s great relief that comes with prayer, and simply having conversations with Him. Sometimes I talk, other times I cry, and there are even times I sit in silence, knowing He already knows what I’m feeling, which allows me to rest and let Him do his job.

Perseverance – Perseverance is another one of my core values but truthfully, I don’t enjoy it. The pressing through trials, dealing with opposition, setbacks, and channeling my warrior spirit are things that take a lot of energy, but when I feel like quitting, I try my best to press through it no matter what. When I was in undergrad I had a difficult time adjusting to the new school I transferred to. I was struggling financially, having a hard time keeping up, and when juggling multiple jobs, paying bills, and the workload and academics seemed too hard, I wanted to quit. When I felt like quitting, I reached out to my former intern boss who told me, “I’m sure it’s challenging where you are, but when you finish you’ll be glad you pushed yourself.” She was right. I pushed and pushed and pushed and persevered and got through it. Perseverance is a great tool for anyone to have in their arsenal, and having people in your life that’ll encourage you to keep moving forward helps, too.

Reflection- I’m a writer and journal often. Journaling is incredible, because if you’re consistent with it, you can go back and reflect on how you got through other challenging situations in your life, and what you learned from them. Reflecting to see how far you’ve come can be great momentum to keep moving forward.

Remember -- prayer, perseverance, and reflection. Use them well.

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