I say again: Life is like learning to swim with lessons in the municipal pool. You plunge in, over your head, and splash and flail and the instructor is right there, just out of arm's reach. If you can get to her and get ahold of her you'll be safe. But she keeps backing up just as fast as you move forward, so you keep splashing and flailing, in over your head and trying not to drown. And before you know it, you've reached the other side.
The other side, in this metaphor, is death, so yeah. That about sums it up.