A coworker/friend and now roommate of mine,recently went through a bad breakup. I tried to explain to my roommate that "Things happen for a reason, and that life will get better."
For several days afterwards,I would patiently listen to my roommates complaints about the breakup, which would repeatedly turn into a roller coaster of emotions...finally ending with a sigh of relief and a thank you. He started working out and dieting with a vengeance and caring more about his appearance. As his confidence returned, I noticed him smiling and laughing a bit more often as he began to go out on dates. It was good to see him back to his old self again...I hope he walks away from this experience a bit stronger and hopefully a bit wiser.
"Life has a way of working itself out."
