Feeling For The Point Of No Return
Points of no return are interesting to me.
In relationships I am always feeling out for that point to decide if I should go or stay. And maybe that isn’t healthy. But at the beginning that point of no return could be something very easy as an annoying habit they exhibit. It means the death of the interaction due to the fact that you’ve barely known them for a few dates and your point of no return has been breached. Later on it becomes the question of different lifestyles because now you are a bit more committed to even ponder this meshing of personalities. It was irrelevant until it became unavoidable. The point of no return to me means the point when you should definitely leave.
And the more you know someone, the further it fades into the distance. It becomes your far reaching horizon, blurred by the haze of the sunset.
The same thing applies to a hobby becoming a passion. The point of no return does not exist. Because you would do anything to make your passion happen and quitting is not an option.
Feeling for these points of no return makes me decide when to quit. But it also can leave room for premature decisions based on the feeling of a moment.
The less of a grasp I have on my points of no return – the more reassured I am of its permanence. Whether it’s a passion, a person, or a position.
Do you also feel for points of no return?