A long time ago I said “When life gives you shit, grow mushrooms.” Well, today I realized that the times I thought that life had been throwing shit at me, I was actually being given the resources to make life better.
My material world had been stripped down to just the essential, and I had no other choice but to make something out of what I had. I had to “handle my shit.” And so I used my “shit” to help enhance my foundation so my future would produce something better than the past, and the present.
Now, with some time between me and that particular past, I can see that it made me better for having experienced all of it. Because amidst all of the struggle and heartache I found my truth. I discovered the most honest version of who I am.