Quitting what? Life's a contest? What do you win if you persevere? I'm not attacking, but I rail against the idea that I'm "quitting" something. I gave everything I had, and it didn't work Therefore, I'm leaving. I'm exercising the one power I have left. But, to each their own. If you feel like you're quitting something, maybe re-evaluating your feelings is in order. This is just how I, personally, feel. I think it's disordered to refer to life as if it's some contest in which there's actually something to be won. I'm going to die in the end regardless. My health is failing, and I'm aging. There's nothing for me to fight for. You seem like you may have something. Therefore, I wish for you clarity. There may be something for you to gain in this life.