I just had the biggest disappointment of this very tough year: My publisher is delaying the release of my latest book, “until market conditions change.” This is a biggie for me, and I am sharing it with you, because I want you to know that, even with all I have and all the humans I touch, it made me want to give up.
I like to think it’s a human thing: To be happy or at least content, it’s important to feel productive and to see something good coming your way sometime in the relative or near future. When life comes down to going from the edge of your bed to the couch or the kitchen, you aren’t living much of a life. And although it may feel safe, it’s not, because living that way will allow your malaise to worsen.
Here's what giving up looks like: Despite how good your life may look from the outside, the truth is, you have stopped caring about anything.
