Time to Quit

Once a friend said this to me, “Sometimes I don’t know the difference between to be persistent and dumb.”

I think being persistent is knowing the limit, has feasible goals and know when to quit. It would be better well equipped with alternative solutions to solve a problem. However, sometimes it is not easy to know when to stop. Time to quit.

I met a very nice man, I liked him a lot. I tried all my best to be with him. He asked me to keep in touch with him when he was away and I did. It’s like a drama, once he seemed wanted to be with me, but then…boom…he didn’t want me anymore. He wanted me, he didn’t want me. It’s on and on.

I kept trying and trying. I tried to understand that he might be afraid to get hurt, and I was patient. He didn’t treat me bad, just ignored me. It hurt me badly.

Until one night before slept, I realized how bad he treated me. He treated me as if I were a yoyo. He controlled over my brain and heart. He was the one who decided whether or not we should meet. So all was up to him, all I could do just listen and follow his decisions. For what? To win his heart. By what? By forgetting my heart.

So on that night, tears dropped on my cheeks. I decided to quit. I might love him badly. I might need him badly. I might want him badly. He might have made me happy, but trying to win his heart was totally devastating. It exhausted me. I decided to quit. I decided to stop wanting him, no matter how brokenhearted I was. I decided to win my heart back. This heart should have been loved more than his.

This is what I call knowing when to quit. It’s dumb if I didn’t quit.

In the morning I woke up and looked horrified. I couldn’t face the world. What would I do then? I covered up all the hurts I got. I put some make up on and tried to smile.

Until one day, I got a message. Yes, life is not only about him. There is someone next to me now. Someone, who cares about me with all his heart.

For someone...let’s move to the next chapter and thanks for the inspiration. You make me more creative