Can I rewind?

~I never saw a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself. D.H. Lawrence~

I've always been a fighter. The question is to keep trying or to let go? Could it all have been for nothing? How to fight when one feels broken? I am not one for self-pity. A completely useless emotion that only serves to paralyse the soul. I must have hope, somehow. Seventy-two more hours. Oh time please pass quickly. It is so hard to hold on when one is left to the company of oneself.