Carnival Game

Have you seen that game where you have a large rubber mallet and little monsters keep popping out of holes and you hit one and another pops up and you hit that one and another...well, you get the idea. That is what I feel like today...like I am at the flip'n carnival and trying to fight for my sanity, but the more I work at hitting the monsters down, another pops up...
I hit the smoking monster back in January, only to have the lie monster pop up, so I reach out and tell the truths about myself, only to have the food monster come up, so I hit the food monster, to have the money monster pop up...and so on and so forth. I am tired of the monsters. I don't want to play this game anymore. But I can't help but think this is my life. I pray to my higher power that this is only the life I know, but this is NOT life.