ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇ ʜᴀʀsʜ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ, ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀs sᴜᴄʜ? ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴsᴛʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴀᴄɪᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴠᴇʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇʟғ ᴇsᴛᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇs, ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙᴜɴᴄʜ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪғғɪᴄᴜʟᴛ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs.
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Roll with the punches. There is only one thing I've been through that I would actually consider a crisis, but once I understood what I could and couldn't control, I worked through it.