The hardest part, sometimes, is in accepting what has happened, and what has happened to you, and that it is not going to un-happen, that this is the hand you’ve been dealt, these crappy cards are the ones you have to play now, because you can’t fold, not unless you’re so despondent this time that you’re ready to pack it in for good, and you aren’t done yet even if you wish you were.

People depend on you, and not just on the money you used to make. You have to uncouple from your job, your past job, your present job, if you have one. This is harder than it sounds: You are not your job.

Except for the part where your job is to be the best father/mother/husband/wife/son/daughter/neighbor/friend possible. In your heart, concentrate on this last part. The part where you contribute each day to the well being of your family and community and circle of friends.

Separate that part from the part where you wonder where the money’s going to come from to make end meet end here on the cusp of Part II of the Great Recession, brought to you by the American Plutocrats and the political system they have bought and owned.

Once you pass denial and finally break through the angry ties that bind, once you give up trying to cut yourself a special deal that would exempt you from the deep shit in which we all find ourselves, and once every ounce of tears and pain finally have been milked from your body and mind, then you can learn to accept just how badly you lost that Last Big Hand, and what total shit you got dealt in return.

And you can realize that whatever else the motherfuckers take, they can’t steal the real you, not the good stuff.

That is What they fear, and where your real power lies.

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