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Survival Isn’t a Game

There are days when life feels less like living

and more like enduring.

Not in a dramatic, visible way—

but in the quiet, unseen ways

that don’t announce themselves to anyone else.

Nobody else can see your struggles, but you feel them.

The steady effort it takes just to keep going.

When your body is way off kilter, but to look at you,

you look great—there are no visible signs of pain or issues externally.

Then there’s the inner us.

The internal conversations no one hears.

The small decisions that require more strength

than they should.

How we talk to ourselves and how we fake it—

just so we look like we’re making it,

so nobody is pulled in or pulled down.

Some days are not about thriving.

They are not about progress or momentum

or becoming something more.

Some days are simply about making it through—

hour by hour, one more minute, and another.

And that kind of survival… is not a game.

It is not something we choose lightly.

It is not something we perform for applause.

It is not something that fits neatly into a story

with a clear beginning and a victorious end.

Survival is quiet.

It shows up in the moments

when you choose to get out of bed,

even when your body resists.

When you steady your breathing

and gather yourself from a long war with your lungs—

a war that feels like it could last longer days.

When you move through the world,

carrying things that no one else can see.

There is a kind of courage in that.

A courage that often goes unrecognized.

Not the bold, celebrated kind—

but the steady, enduring kind.

The kind that whispers,

“Just keep going.”

Like in Disney’s movie Finding Nemo,

Ellen DeGeneres is quoted as saying,

“Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.”

She sings it to get through tough moments.

We live in a world that often celebrates outcomes—

success, milestones, visible strength.

But survival lives in a different space.

It lives in the in-between.

In the unseen effort.

In the quiet resilience

that does not always feel strong.

Sometimes survival looks like slowing down

instead of pushing forward.

Sometimes it looks like resting

without guilt.

Sometimes it looks like doing less

and allowing that to be enough.

Because survival is not about winning.

It is about continuing.

And continuing—

especially when it is hard,

especially when it is quiet,

especially when no one else sees it—

is something that deserves more grace

than we often give it.

If today feels like one of those days—

where everything is just a little heavier,

where the effort feels greater than usual—

then let this be enough:

You are not falling behind.

You are not doing it wrong.

You are surviving.

And that matters more than it may seem.

So take the smaller steps.

Breathe a little slower.

Hold steady where you are.

There is no scoreboard here.

No finish line you have to rush toward.

Just this moment—

and your quiet decision to remain within it.

And sometimes…

that is the bravest thing of all.

____________________________

Susan Thomas

My anywhere but here.