Empty Handed

What do you do when you go back to square one? Life tells you "Go directly to jail, if you pass go do not collect $200." You can't collect that $200 even after all that time you spent fighting not to go back to jail. Now how fair is that? How fair is it that we spend half of our lives fighting? We fight to rise above our circumstances, to succeed, to find and actualize ourselves. Lately it seems like I've been fighting an uphill battle, only to stumble, stop, drop and roll all the way back down. I feel like I fight, kicking and screaming and crying, just to be okay. And for a split second I'm okay and feel as if I'm always going to be okay, and that I finally know who I am... Then BAM! It's like a punch in the face. Down I go again like a pile of bricks. It's like a cartoon, and the letters "K.O." are circling my head as I lay there in a defeated gaze, confused as to where I went wrong, where was my defense, where is that strength I had not so long ago. I guess what it comes down to is that everyone can be blind sighted, everyone gets attacked by lifes cheap shots and bitch slaps. And the conclusion I've come to is that if we keep getting back up we'll eventually win. All it takes is one win and were golden, we got the belt. The thing we need to realize is that with everytime we get knocked out, roll down the hill, go directly to jail etc. We need to learn from what got us down there. We may not collect that $200 or anything else material, but we always learn, we never leave empty handed. It's all a matter of whether or not were willing to take it. I've spent so much time thinking "Why do I bother if I'm just going to end up back down..." And what I've come to realize is that we all fall for a reason, and that reason is to get back up. Trust me, I know it can be tiring but just remember... You are never empty handed.