There are all sorts of learnings here about getting over the sting quickly and not allowing it to make us afraid and those are probably the most important things, but it's no fun having to get stung to learn those lessons. I once fell into a nest and was stung more than fifty times, but the difference is that it was my fault. I trampled their nest and they were defending it. Today it just happened. Sometimes we can't predict, we can't really prepare and even when we don't do anything to deserve it we can get stung. I hold no grudge, but I also don't plan on making friends with a wasp anytime soon. In the long run it's how we deal with the setbacks, how we recover from the times we are stung that ultimately will defines us. It's never about moving on and forgetting, it's about learning and carrying on in the face of the harsh and the difficult. Sometimes we get stung, but we can't let it paralyze us, we can instead choose to be made stronger by it.
Then again, maybe I am grasping at metaphors and the reality is, I actually did get stung by a wasp so perhaps the lesson is simply: "don't grab at wasps; they might sting you."
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