“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s apathy.” — Elie Wiesel
Let us be careful that we don’t drive the ones we love to the point of no return. That, is when they no longer give a damn.
We may drive them to fits of laughter in one instance and then swing to the other extreme end of sorrow/rage. If they are still right beside us after all of those roller coaster rides, we are damn sure lucky sons of bitches.
But when we drive them across their Rubicons, to the point that they are already numb and they no longer give a shit even if we pour in everything we’ve got ’til kingdom come just to get them back, then we’ll know that THAT right there is the turning point.
And more often than not, there’s no going back after that.