I don’t have enough time.

I don’t have the ____ to do that. Money. Guts. Space. House. Clothing. Face. Butt. 

It’s too hot. Too cold.

I can’t do that to my kids. I have to do it for my kids. For my parents, my spouse, my boss too, maybe.

I don’t know why I did that.

I don’t know why I want that.

I don’t really want that that much.

I thought I had to do it.

They told me to do it.

That’s how I was brought up.

It’s too hard.

It isn’t hard enough.

I was trying to protect you.

I was trying to protect myself.

I don’t have the will power.

I’m too nice to do that.

I’m not nice enough.

I’m the only one who can do it.

No one else can handle it.

I’m too old for that.

I’m still too young.

They told me I couldn’t.

I know I’ll get rejected.

I’m too scared.

It works for everyone else, but never for me.

My time has passed.

My time hasn’t come yet.

I still can’t get over it.

I’ll never get over it.

When I lose the weight.

When I stop smoking.

When I have a ring on my finger.

When I have more money.

When my wrinkles are gone.

When I get the guts to leave.

When I end it.

After I begin it again.

Did I mention I don’t have the time?


What excuses did I miss?