It's weird how something so painful is actually killing the bad in my body and healing me. I guess that's how life is though, isn't it? It's not usually the awesome, fun experiences that mold us into better, stronger people. It's the hard stuff. Persevering through pain and trials we would have thought to destroy us actually help us become the strong, healthy, Christlike people we are meant to become.
I just know that these dark times are going to help me see the light, the good, and the happy forever. It's worth it. Even this horrible, earth-shattering trial is a part of God's plan for me to reach a currently unfathomable happiness in the future.