Struggling and suffering are two totally different things, in my opinion. To struggle is to live. We all are battling. Each has her own war to fight, her own mountain to scale. There is effort in struggle. Nobody who is struggling has given up. Suffering, to me, is like being taken under the water and not coming up. There is no swimming or climbing involved with suffering. We have all suffered and given up. But today, I refuse to suffer. I struggle, but I will never go under.
As the common suburban teenager says, I refuse to sink. (Although I will not associate an anchor with this saying. Anchors sink, not float.)