As for life, it is a battle and a sojourning in a strange land; but the fame that comes after is oblivion.

Living takes effort, and you are doing it somewhere you did not choose and will not stay. Being remembered afterwards is not the compensation it appears to be, since the remembering is brief and belongs to other people anyway. That leaves the present as the only place where anything can actually be gained.

If you are enduring a hard stretch, let it be about getting through it well rather than about how it will look. Ask what would make today bearable and decent: the work done properly, one person treated kindly, an hour of rest taken without guilt.