[sometimes you just have to wait a bit to see, but even bad can be good if you give it room to breathe. There's nowhere to look but directly at it, and to face what's come be.]
It could not have happened any other way, because it happened the way that it did.
{You are who you are - and you did what you did - and you're the only place you can be; this the only life you live. There is no other you to compare yourself too. They are a figment. They do not exist.}
So you are where you are until you change something, kid. It is what it is. You get what you get, from what you give.
(You want it different? Do it differently; other wise take it all in for what it is: and either change what you need to change, or quit your ******* and settle in.There's Nothing to do about what you did. The choices made are set in stone, forgive yourself and start to dig.)
There's no amount of thought that can change the past. There's no amount of worry that can change what it is.
Take it easy man; just try to live. It is what it is, until it's not, but then it's different, but it still ... it's just ... It is what it is.
It a mantra, it is what it is. Everything happens the way that it should. It couldn't have happened any other way because it happened the way that it did.