When I silence my self-judgement, I can live normal again.
Giving up to me is like elaborating fear and worry that's why I don't have imagination for thinking the steps to achieve the goal, and then say I don't have steps anymore so then I give up.
Giving up to me feels like a way out but it stepping into a swamp of inactivity, stuck with depression.
Giving up to me looks like damage control, but it is building a wall that keeps me away from my dreams.
Giving up to me looks like I cannot imagine the next step or I don’t want to do the next step.
Giving up to me feels like taking a rest and get it back later but didn't go back anymore.
Giving up to me feels like risk management but we're actually talking ourselves out.
Giving up to me looks like I was looking for an alternative solution but it is really compromising my vision.
Giving up to me feels like a release of pain, but is actually ignoring the pain.
Don’t let the dilemma question u, question the dilemma instead. - regis and @wonglok831