I was quick to learn but slow to understand

When is enough, enough? I have contemplated this my entire life - always searching for some kind of conclusion, some way to trust my intuition. I find myself waging wars on the standards I have set in my mind - constantly renegotiating my lines drawn in the sand. I seem unable to trust my gut instinct these days, as if it has somehow led me astray... maybe it has. What is the purpose of the sand drawn lines? After all, once the high tide comes in they are just washed away with the waves anyhow. Maybe I should find something more concrete to be drawing these lines in - maybe I need to learn how to stick to my gut instinct instead of letting the waves lead me into the deep wide dark unknown. I can't be sure of much these days, I can't find solace in my own words. It get harder to know when to give up the fight and surrender to the outcome - it's getting harder to know if the fight is worth the battle wounds. It would seem as though I don't know much about anything at all.