Knowing How to Fall

 One of my friends related that her family would take taekwondo together and the best skill they got out of it was knowing how to fall safely: her dad later fell off their roof and used this skill to save his life.

I begged my family for a month of taekwondo lessons, which I didn't get to continue because I was slacking on schoolwork. I can't say I learned how to fall there.

In life, there are those people who go through disappointments and even heartbreaks and bounce right back up. Or maybe they just seem to...but I think they actually do, in a real way, because they learned how to fall at an early age. But I never did.

What is it like going through life knowing you have to put yourself in a situation where you can get really hurt? And not knowing how to stop yourself getting hurt, over and over again? It's miserable.

I don't get to stay down on the ground forever, even though I don't know how to fall properly. I eventually have to get up and keep going somehow. But it never gets easier, it only gets harder and scarier, and I worry that one day I will just fall and break apart and not be able to get back up.