when

you go through so much shit
to find the one person you're maybe going to spend the rest of your life with
at what point is it not worth it anymore?
at what point do you just give up and decide to live alone?
to keep yourself from hurting so badly.
to keep yourself from poisoning your body with the words they've said to you.
drinking down their sentences.
snorting their opinions.
shooting up the lies you've made yourself believe.
when do you stop?