Get back on that horse, fool.

I admire those that have addictions but still keep trying even though they are constantly assaulted by these addictions, assaulted by others' judgments.

I fall; I get my act together; I climb back on the horse, only to fall off, again. The person riding next to me doesn't fall or; at least, doesn't fall nearly as often as I do. I can't understand why they don't.

Is it because they're a better rider than me? Am I lacking somehow? Or is it something else? Sometimes it is the rider, but sometimes it’s the horse, sometimes it’s the environment surrounding the rider and the horse.

We can be no judge of what causes others to fall. While some ride upright, tall, in their saddle; there are those of us that find our horses trotting too slowly, shaking us off or galloping quickly in the wrong direction.

We can't understand what obstacles the rider deals with. I look at friends, I look at siblings, I look at past relationships and I remember seeing them fall.

At first, their reasons for falling were ridiculous to me. Smoking? Why did they start in the first place? Drinking? Don't they know any better? Pornography? Why would you look at such things?

But then, with age and time, I began to fall myself. I fell harder and more frequently. Oftentimes I fell for the reasons that I had judged others so harshly on.

My horse hasn't been the best, my training has been a little lax and sometimes the grass covers an unforeseen hole on my path.

My point is that we don't know what others weaknesses feel like, we don't know what drives them to their decisions but all we can do is support, love, admire and respect them each time they fall and still get back up on their horses.

There are so many who fall and don't get back up. I admire those that fall, sometimes for the same reason every time and still get back on, still keep trying.