Sorcha, a wise friend once told me: Fertilizer happens, and then you grow.
Pain stinks, and I wish we didn't have it. I have a blessed and charmed life, except for one major pain I carry around with me all the time, so I'm very aware of the truth that shit happens. But I also compost, and I garden- so keep that shit in its proper place: piled behind the shed, and keep turning it over, then let it go on with its work in the garden!