I would have to say the worst experience I''ve ever had was also my best. I''m not comfortable sharing details, but this event put my life on hold in many ways for a year (I was 26). It made me back up and rethink who I was, why I had become that person, what was working for me and what needed to change. I also learned that my family would always be my soft spot to fall, and how lucky I am to be able to call my parents my best friends as well. It took a while for me to muddle my way through what had happened and how I had contributed to it. It was the first time in my life that my mom ever saw me fall apart before pulling myself back together (I am and have always been fighter, I always come out swinging and ready to win/succeed) and it changed the way she saw me. It also changed who I was, fundamentally. I feel a lot more empathy towards people now; but I have also grown to hate complaining (about big things and small) and have a much more positive outlook on life in general then I did before this event occured. It taught me one of the most important lessons I beleive anyone can learn, that regrets are a waste of time and energy. People should learn from their mistakes and move forward wiser and more prepared for life as opposed to wallowing in sadness and resentment.