Recently, I’ve been dwelling on all the people who have hurt me in my life and I’ve been focussing particularly on the gifts that came with the pain they inflicted. I learned what it felt like to be on the receiving end of unkind and unjust behaviour. I realize now, that without these hurtful people I wouldn’t be who I am now or where I am today. In different ways, they mirrored back to me the character flaws I needed to address within myself. If it weren’t for these people I wouldn’t be as loved and respected by my family, I wouldn’t be quite as kind to others, I wouldn’t be as tolerant, I wouldn’t be as good a listener to my friends and family.
I also know I have yet more people to meet that will hurt me, but I am strengthened in knowing that though the experience will be difficult to accept at first, I will learn even more about myself and I will continue to evolve into a better human being.
And so I express gratitude to everyone who has passed my way. The kindnesses and unkindnesses; they are all the same beautiful gift of love.