In Greek mythology, the archer Philoktenes once received a gruesome wound on his foot that festered and produced a horrible smell. He never failed to miss his mark as long as his wound continued to discharge pus. As soon as his smelly sore healed, his accuracy left him. It returned only when his sore broke out again.
Can the secret of our strength be our weaknesses?
Can the hurts and wounds that afflict us lead to achievements?
Food for thought.