This is the way life is...Just the good, the bad... and the beautiful.
Everything is terrible or wonderful, brilliant or sad. Then there are the in-betweens - the moments which are crushing and twenty or thirty years later seem to be bad-moments, made-good.
Life, which, despite everything, makes itself better out of the (unintentional) abuse of others. Then, thereafter, are all the crossovers - because everything bad comes from something good and everything good comes from something better. Aha! You thought I would say 'worse' but I didn't. Every good thing comes from something better. The good ways of looking forward climb above the bad - if you allow it.