Over the course of my life I have faced many obstacles physically, mentally, and spiritually. From the deaths of loved ones and friends, to the mud pits and physical hells of being a Marine, the trials and tribulations of my life are many. I brought them upon myself in a way because I made the decisions that have brought me to where I am today, submitting an essay in hopes of getting into a field where I will never work another day of my life. You see life itself is the hardest thing I have had to deal with. It is the one thing that has knocked me down enough times to make me question whether getting back up is worth it. The pain of never again talking to the ones I have lost weighs heavily on me and having to watch the house of cards I carefully
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In order for anything to grow stronger it must be used until it almost reaches the point of failure. In the world of weightlifting that means constant controlled abuses in the form of repetitions intended to break the muscle down, but once the day is over and the weightlifter has finished their reps, there is still work to be done. They must nourish and rest the muscle, otherwise they risk pain and permanent damage. The same can be said about life, and is something that has taken me many years to figure out. Part of overcoming this strain is realizing that life is trying to wear you down and break you. Like the weightlifter, once the world has thrown another trial into your life you have to rest and spiritually nourish yourself. All you can do in these instances is ride out the pain whether it is from loss, a breakup, or just the drudgery of life itself, but in the end it is not permanent and life goes on. Bad times are never permanent unless you want them to be. Without spiritual nourishment, the help of a few good friends, and time to yourself the healing process will never occur and you risk falling into a loop of misery. In my earlier years I did not know this, and was miserable because of it. I had attended more funerals than any child should, and after the death of my father I was an absolute wreck. While I exuded an outward happiness and lackadaisical attitude inside I was broken and in …show more content…
A broken heart that manifests as chest pain, or a broken arm that does not allow you to pole vault (at the time this was crushing for me, I was actually really good at it), pain left unchecked, creates nothing but more pain. It was the Marines that taught me that no matter what, it will all come to an end eventually. It is in how you handle and deal with a situation that will dictate the outcome. Life works similarly, once it begins to wear at you, you simply have to grind forward. It is going to hurt but in the end, it is just one more rep. All of this ties into the physical aspect of pain because that is where the next portion of my learning comes from. When you are team carrying a telephone pole around a circuit and thinking you are done the instructor grabs the biggest guy on the team and says, “He is dead. Someone carry him while everyone else has the pole, neither may touch the ground on your next lap.” At that point all that is going through your mind as you come off the post and pick up your buddy is, “Well at least it is only one more
In order for anything to grow stronger it must be used until it almost reaches the point of failure. In the world of weightlifting that means constant controlled abuses in the form of repetitions intended to break the muscle down, but once the day is over and the weightlifter has finished their reps, there is still work to be done. They must nourish and rest the muscle, otherwise they risk pain and permanent damage. The same can be said about life, and is something that has taken me many years to figure out. Part of overcoming this strain is realizing that life is trying to wear you down and break you. Like the weightlifter, once the world has thrown another trial into your life you have to rest and spiritually nourish yourself. All you can do in these instances is ride out the pain whether it is from loss, a breakup, or just the drudgery of life itself, but in the end it is not permanent and life goes on. Bad times are never permanent unless you want them to be. Without spiritual nourishment, the help of a few good friends, and time to yourself the healing process will never occur and you risk falling into a loop of misery. In my earlier years I did not know this, and was miserable because of it. I had attended more funerals than any child should, and after the death of my father I was an absolute wreck. While I exuded an outward happiness and lackadaisical attitude inside I was broken and in …show more content…
A broken heart that manifests as chest pain, or a broken arm that does not allow you to pole vault (at the time this was crushing for me, I was actually really good at it), pain left unchecked, creates nothing but more pain. It was the Marines that taught me that no matter what, it will all come to an end eventually. It is in how you handle and deal with a situation that will dictate the outcome. Life works similarly, once it begins to wear at you, you simply have to grind forward. It is going to hurt but in the end, it is just one more rep. All of this ties into the physical aspect of pain because that is where the next portion of my learning comes from. When you are team carrying a telephone pole around a circuit and thinking you are done the instructor grabs the biggest guy on the team and says, “He is dead. Someone carry him while everyone else has the pole, neither may touch the ground on your next lap.” At that point all that is going through your mind as you come off the post and pick up your buddy is, “Well at least it is only one more