When you've hit rock-bottom, you got no way but up. And in that slow ascend, you get to touch base with how it is to be human. You get to understand other people's experiences as seen not just through pain but through the shared struggle of rising up and fighting back. That's when you learn compassion and that's when you learn what victory really is. That type of winning that comes from outside yourself... the blessing of being free.
Suddenly, you got your game face back on again. You say to yourself - and this time with dogged conviction - that you can throw things my way, make a fool out of me, drag me into your life's messes, manipulate, and prey on me but come final accounting, I'm the one who can look you in the eye and say, I am capable of giving... I can give more.
And in that state of grace, you rediscover your worth. You gain perspective and strip yourself off of the petty things that weigh you down. And you. do not. stop.
"Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
This one's a fighter."
- The Fighter, Gym Class Heroes/Ryan Tedder