“It always gets worse before it gets better.”
A phrase I am not fond of, despite sometimes saying I am, and it is one I find myself using quite often. When something in my life goes sour, or I experience a setback, I apply those words internally to the wound in an effort to make coping easier. On the very surface the phrase is fine, a simple reminder of the ebb and flow of things, and that no matter how far out the tide is at the moment, the waters will at some point return to shore with their bounties.