If you can’t handle me at my worst, you don’t deserve me at my best.

I’ve always loved that quote, always thought of it as my motto. In the quote, “Me” was always me. But what about reversing the roles? Is there a difference between being more than you can take and giving up? When is enough really enough? It’s true, you have to handle the bad with the good, but when the bad ends up outweighing the good, do you hang on for that rare sunny day? Can you handle the worst part of someone because you love the best? And if you can’t, who’s fault is it?

Now flip the coin again. Maybe, just maybe your worst is too much to handle. Maybe it’s more than they deserve.

I think everyone deserves your best, and you owe it to yourself to give your best. Because your worst may be worse than you ever realized. And people may not stick around long enough to see how great your best can be.