I give up way too easily. I get defeated really easily. I throw in the (proverbial) towel easily. I hate that about myself. Whenever anything gets even a little bit tough, I’m ready to be done. Truth is, though, more often than not, I stick whatever it is out and see whatever there is on the other side, which is usually worth dealing with the crap. Life always has its ups and downs. I just tend to focus on the downs more than the ups. Not my favourite at all. I don’t know what it is about anything being remotely hard that makes me want to throw in the towel. Maybe it’s that I’ve been through so much already in my life. (?) Maybe it’s that God is strengthening me. I don’t know.