At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It’s not like you’re giving up, and it’s not like you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.
I’m a complete weirdo. I’m awkward and sometimes I stutter when I talk. People tend to think the worst of me until they take the time. But getting to know people takes a shit ton of time and as you get older, you begin to have less of it. And ironically, over time, given less time, fewer things begin to matter. And over the years, you begin to prefer being alone. Or at least I know I do.