the one big takeaway my long suffering shrink, generally referred to as That Poor Woman, gave me was the instruction, when faced with the generally perplexing, that I should push my thoughts toward 'Isn't that interesting?'
It's a very sensible approach which can absolve you of pointless guilt. Surviving against the odds and being a statistical anomaly? Isn't that interesting? It really is. Suffering every possible side effect and blighted by unexpected difficulty? That's really interesting too. There is no fault attached to either circumstance. If I'm having a good day I can even employ the strategy when faced with some mindless, spiteful and ill equipped door bitch. 'Wow honey, look at that, you are a complete fuckwit and, today, you have a job. Isn't that interesting?'