I’ve always been a firm believer in that we should never give up people. Underneath their rough exterior is a person who needs love and understanding. A person who needs our compassion. People can change, if we are patient and give them time. No matter what, don’t give up, especially on those you love.
Right? Maybe not…
What do you do when you’ve done all that you can do and there is nothing left to be done? Year after year you’ve held on. You’ve struggled with them. Been there for them. Waited for them to “see the light.” Helped them. All of that, for nothing. Instead of the situation improving, it continually gets worse.
What do you do? Is there a point when you finally have to give up?
I’m beginning to think that maybe there are a select few out there who truly cannot be helped. People who don’t want to be helped, neither by family or professionals. People who seem to enjoy their misery and the high that it gives them; even as low as that high is. They seemingly relish in the fact that people worry about them and do all they can to drag others down with them. They’re miserable from dawn to dusk; a product of their own doing.
Why do they choose to live in such torment?
How can you let go of someone you care about, when you know how much they’re hurting (even if it is their own doing)? Or, do you continue to hold on and suffer through it with them; hoping that one day they’ll see themselves and seek change?