Think of the most terrible thing that has ever happened to you.
Think of what changed after the terrible thing happened.
Are you able to see the good things that happened in the wake of (and as a result of) disaster as genuinely “good” things?
To the point you wouldn’t go back and undo the terrible thing that happened because what you have become since is so much more?
Or do you see them as rewards for surviving?
I would never undo my depression, my difficult pregnancies, or my battle with infertility — the lessons learned and benefits gained are too great.
But I would undo my assault in a heartbeat if I could. There is nothing I can point to that makes this much pain worth it.
Yet, at least.
Hi. I’m Casey, a recovering optimist.