At least if in a boxing ring, or wrestling match, you can give up or throw in the towel, but in real life you can't
At least while facing an opponent in the boxing ring or wrestling match, you can give up, referee will throw in the towel for you, than it's over, beating stops.
But in real adult world, you can't give up, cause even when you, or if you do, the punches keep coming at you from life, from circumstances that work against your interest, your fiscal interest and more.
Especially when alone, there's no one to throw in the towel for you, so you just keep getting hit over and over and over again, no matter what.
there's no one to say 'stop', no referee to step in, no one in your corner looking out for you.
So the beating by life just continues.
In real life, there is no way out of the ring.
You'll just keep falling and falling until dead, and even then will fall six more feet after burial.
Last Edit: Nov 8, 2019 10:05:44 GMT -5 by X factor
Hard to explain, but then get up and out, go to job, during job, observe people who are actually 'fat', and this and that, and say 'my gosh, if they have strength to be happy with self, than why shouldn't 'I'?
But even though they're fat, or handicapped, or crippled or this or that, doesn't mean they lack 'love' in their life.
We can't look at another, or others, and assume that just cause in our minds, they're physically inferior, that some how that equates into them being less happy.
Happiness is dependent on so many variables and factors, a combination of things.
The other day I saw to amputees, an older couple, but both lacked legs and in wheel chairs, but they were together, loving one another, and as such they have, had, more than 'me'...they had love, a reason to live, a reason to breathe.
Sure, I'm fit, and in shape and all, but that couple had more than me, legs or no legs, they had love, and as such meaning, and as such self esteem, and as such hope.