Lots of people say what doesnt kill you makes you stronger. Sorta... but not really. Life it self makes you stronger. Every moment you survive.... the anguish that you pass through and the despair you triumph over makes you stronger. The irony is that it leaves you so drained...
Only to fight your next battle... so why do we keep fighting? Always... it seems like no matter what mess we get our selves in to and tend to get our selves out of, there's another one looming on the horizon. Why do I keep fighting? I guess giving in would just be too easy. Because you can keep giving in... time after time... or you can kick ass at whatever the hell is pissing you off... and the thing is, it's not as glamorous as people make it out to be. It's unpredictable, uncensored and devastating at times. But it's real and I know it is because it hurts too much to be anything else... and in those rare moments I realize how fighting makes reality so beautiful, I find peace. ya digg?
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I've always wondered about that saying. For sure, when we overcome hardships, we are toughened, but I could do without all the shi*tty things life throws at us! I enjoyed finding your blog. Thanks for calling over to mine.
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