I am beginning to feel like the metaphorical sunken ship - except that there are no submarines this time to save me from drowning. How it feels like to have people throw stones at you while you are trying very hard to climb out of the deep valley.
I've come this far, all my life, to achieve these merits. No way am I giving up now. Even though everything looks bleak, now and the future.
Life's a struggle, but you come out of it stronger.