I can't go on...I'll go on

It’s been almost a whole month since I was last here.

Imagine missing four letters of Daily Diagnonsense… wait, it’s probably even more than that. And yet, I haven’t jumped off a bridge. Somehow, I’m so calm, even though I was freaking out each week that passed.

I thought I’d be harder on myself when I came back, but here we are. I don’t even know what I’m going to write about, but let’s try some one-line recaps of my life.

Okay… let’s go.

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My consistent streak died.

A lot died…

I cried… a lot.

I lost a lot of hope and belief in myself.

I lost a family member.

I fell ridiculously ill—probably just stress.

I became so disillusioned, so detached from the world, that all I could see was fog.

Life moves in ebbs and flows, in rises and dips. I was in a season of the dip, and what a dip it was.

I gave up. I told life, “You win.” I told God to find another soldier because I was dropping out of the battle.

Then I picked myself up and said, “Just kidding.”

Somehow, I jumped back into this battle.

I picked myself back up.

I ended up in South Africa—a trip that changed my life in so many incredible ways.

I learned you can supercharge your entire career journey through networking… Me, who runs from social gatherings, had to learn this. I still believe your essence opens doors, but place that essence in places where it’ll thrive.

I’ve been in a period of intense mentorship, training, restructuring, and entrepreneurship development—a lot to shoulder in this economy. But I’m growing.

I have grown so much.

I met amazing mentors who are now my life’s advisory board.

I was given a life-changing project—a leadership conference for one of my earlier-mentioned mentors. I took a chance on it; I had nothing to lose and just wanted to prove myself. The doors this has opened… wow!

I found out how weak I was because I now know how strong I am.

I learned to surrender—to stop thinking I have it all figured out, to surrender my fears. I faced my biggest fear—almost losing my company… and I didn’t die. I fought hard. Now, there’s no fear left. I know what it looks like, and it didn’t kill me.

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These past few weeks, I’ve named “I can’t go on, but I’ll go on.” Because that’s exactly how I felt.

By Brianna Wiest

When you’re in a bleak period where all hope seems lost and you can’t see the light, my loves, crack the glass—it’s through the cracks that light gets in.

Depression hits fast, but it’s because you don’t notice the darkness creeping in until you’re completely blind.

When you’re there, yes, lie there and take the sadness in. But then, you have to get up and find a crack. You have to find a way to let the light in.

You may feel like you can’t go on, but you will.

You have to pick yourself up, you have to keep going. Your “why” is too strong. People are waiting for you, looking up to you. There are people you need to help, circumstances you need to escape, and you have to keep going.

Don’t stay down too long. Keep going.

I couldn’t go on for over a month, but I kept going.

And through that, I found a way out. The path doesn’t magically appear—you keep walking, and it emerges.

I found the best and next phase of my life in my depression. I found a new lease on life the minute I gave up. But I kept going. That energy—the energy in me was a will for change, for a miracle, for hope, help, and opportunity.

The things I have now are the things I was desperately yearning for then.

I kept going.

I had to go get it.

Everything you’re looking for is on the other side.

Keep going.

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You may not see it now. You can’t even imagine how your prayers are being answered. But that’s how I know they’re being answered—when hope feels lost, when I’m about to give up, when the clouds grow thicker. It means I’m almost at shore. My inner self grows impatient because she knows what is hers.

But you have to keep going. That’s the only way to get to the other side: by crawling, being carried, limping, running—whatever it takes. But you’re getting to the other side.

You unlock a new mental model of yourself when you realize that life doesn’t happen to you—you can design your life. You can change your luck.

I can’t go on, but I will.

Because I know there’s something sweeter on the other side.

Because I will fail if I don’t.

Because I know that this too, will pass.

Because I know the lines are falling for me in perfect places.

Because I believe in one power, and He said His plans for me are always good, which means even this is working in my favour.

Because I know this is the only way to change my story.

Because I know that motion begets motion.

Because through me, others will keep going too.

You may feel like you can’t go on, but you will.

You will go on.

I know it may not seem as easy as it sounds.

But you will take one step.

You will make one call.

You will send one email.

You will just say “yes.”

You will read that book.

You will create that proposal.

You will ask for help.

You will call a friend.

You will finally let it out and cry.

You will sit with it.

You will do it, even if it’s messy, with no money, with no support.

You will publish that post.

You may feel like you can’t go on, but you will go on.

I promise you, on the other side of it, is something sweet.

Listen…

You are growing.

Give yourself the time it takes to germinate…

You are growing.

Keep going.

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