I wouldn't cope well with the crap we all step in from time to time if it weren't for this world giving me stunners like this:
We've all been buried by grief. We've all cowered from our demons or learned to stand up to them. We've all been betrayed by someone we trusted. We've all lost confidence at one time or another. Or, at least, I believe these things are universal.
But there is healing. There is beauty. There is hope.