As a Mormon who has sat through many a Sacrament Meeting and Sunday School lesson I’ve heard over and over, “Trials make us stronger.” “Suffering refines your character.” I’ve always believed these words and took on challenges the way you’d approach a weight-lifting routine. Maybe I even got a bit cocky about my own spiritual muscles,

until life slammed me to the ground and revealed how weak I really am.

I never knew I could hurt so much. I never knew I could hate so much. I never knew I could swear and yell and cry and feel absolutely sure my aching heart would simply break.