Sometimes it’s bad stuff. Sometimes it’s bad stuff we bring upon ourselves.
Mistakes. We all make them. But each of us responds to them differently. I hate making mistakes. So when I’ve made one, I make darn sure I get the most out of it.
No burying it under the rug. Why trip over it again and again? Instead, I dissect it. I examine it. I put it on a pedestal and study it from all sides. Then when I’ve learned everything I can from the %@#%##!#! mistake, I toss it aside and move on.
Oh sure – I’ll make other mistakes; but not that one again. Done and done.
Treating mistakes that way makes room for the good stuff. Because you see, stuff happens.