Quit

You can give yourself a thousand reasons to quit anything -
but it's usually not the real reason and the most obvious one.
It's the one you don't want to see or listen or imagine.

It's usually the truth.
Also kind of brutal.

And what about not quitting ? When does one decide to stay?
When do you give yourself one hundred thousand reasons to stay
with a job , a man, an idea or stay put in a particular city?
Does it mean you are missing the point again?
As to why we are staying in the first place?

I guess so.
That's the saddest part.
Then too the reason is not the one admitted to or accepted.
It's usually not love.

They say love is its own reason.