lost the battle, win the war

It has been four days since I came back home from Penang. I came back for one purpose actually which was to win the war after I lost in the last battle that I had with that bitch. Anyway, things are different now. I'm not fighting in any battle or war anymore. And yup, I'm giving up just like that. But why? I sound so energetic and full with revenge in my previous post. Why I'm giving up? First, when I came home four days ago, I thought (well, I imagine in my head actually) that my family will give me a full support and perhaps a hug that I really needed (who I'm kidding). In reality, they didn't give a damn at all. Not even a word. To make it worse, they made a joke of me (why I'm not surprised). For a moment, I forgot that I have lived with my emotionless siblings for twenty-six years. Seriously, what did I expect? A hug? Really? Since I was all alone in this war and the only people that support me behind my back were 2-3 of my friends, therefore I thought it's for the best if I just gave up instead of fighting back. It made me think that sometimes it's not about things that we lost; like in my case I had lost some money, times, anger and rationality, and winning a fight or an argument. It's about who will always be by your side, people that have your back and how strong are you as a person. Giving up in a war that's not worth your fight or times does not mean you're a weak, coward or quitter. Sometimes it is better to just let it go and start fresh and made your mistakes as a lesson in this life.