winning?

every day i struggle with thoughts about the painful struggle my life has become, and i question how long can i continue. finally, as i'm climbing into bed, i do my best to push these thoughts aside. i take a pill, and i fall asleep. i wake up the next morning a brand new day before me. they say that just making it to the next day is a victory, but as i think about dealing with yet another day that i know will be the same struggle again, i wonder, "did i win or did i lose?"