Enduring the Pain

"I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it...", Memoirs of A Geisha, Arthur Golden.

The story told might seemed to be just another story to the listener. To the speaker, its as if re-living one of the harshest and most miserable period of his life. Maybe he isn't in a contented state for too long that he is able to look back and see the difference. its like a person fell down a cliff, and was fortunate enough to caught a grip on a root hanging out in the middle of the cliff. after fighting with every last strenght he's got left to climb up, he reached the edge of the cliff. He was almost there, but half his body was still hanging in mid air. Ask him how he manage to climb up now, and he would have fall again.

life is too harsh sometime(s). but people often get through the harshest period of their life without knowing how they managed it. something kept them going. but what?

what kept me going?

If I were to relive it, I might have fall all the way down this time.