Picture yourself standing in a swamp. Waist-high in sludgy, goopy…stuff…you struggle to move in any direction. You are exhausted, both mentally and physically, wondering if you should just pull an Artax from The Neverending Story and give up because of sadness (I’m sorry for reminding you of this scene).
You ask yourself what you are even doing there. You started out so strong on your little journey, a nice warm beach where friends were cheering you on and things were going smoothly. Your nice beach, though, has turned into a cesspool of problems and your friends are just sick of your whining and went home.
Going after goals can feel exactly like this (with maybe less actual swamp and more actual friend loss).
We start out motivated and ready to take on a new challenge only to see ourselves get stuck before the end.
How can we trudge through the inevitable swamp of the road less traveled?