I’m losing my will to fight. You’re losing your will to fight. In the last few weeks, you’ve been nothing but despair. I am trying to hold it together so I can keep up the fight. But it’s been getting harder. All the levity has been lost. I guess I got more levity from you than I realized. I don’t know how I became so dependent on you. Isolation has become the norm for us, I guess. But right now, all I know is that I can’t do this without you. You’ve gotta stay strong, and stay light. So that I can stay strong, and stay light.
Yes, you. The faceless mass.
Love you too, friend <3
It’s gonna be okay. We were gonna have to keep fighting either way. The road was always gonna be long. The group of people sowing this despair was still gonna be there.
Have you ever played Getting Over It by Bennet Foddy? It’s a game about climbing a mountain. The classic experience players have is they spend hours and hours making progress, only to fall down and lose it, sometimes falling all the way back down to the very beginning.
It is truly despairing to think that you’ve lost all your progress. But…what if you haven’t actually lost any progress at all? Your position on the mountain has changed, that much is certain. But in reality, your journey to the top has not been interrupted in any way. Sometimes, losing progress is just a part of the journey. The top of the mountain may seem like it’s nearly in reach, but it’s not our place to know if we are actually close this time, or about to fall down again.
It’s also not our place to know if this next time is the one where we’ll finally make it. The important thing, no matter where we are physically on the mountain, no matter how many setbacks we face, no matter if we can almost taste the summit or if we’re so dejected that we cannot imagine ever reaching it, is to keep climbing. We just have to keep climbing.