And now that you look back, you got out of it. It doesn’t seem so intense anymore. And not once do you tell yourself, “well done, you! ” Maybe you think that you had to, maybe it was nothing, maybe you didn’t know how to handle it, maybe time played it’s role. Or maybe it was intense, you did in fact struggle, fought back, held those tears, went out and met people, let go and did a commendable job for yourself. Maybe you weren’t doing it on purpose, you actually went through thunderstorm and the reasons may seem meagre. But they were real then as they are now, only that you’ve gotten out of it.