Lessons meant to be learned.

Because anything else results in sleepless nights. Because anything else results in crying on the floor of your car on your lunch break. Because anything else forces your breath to hitch somewhere between heart and throat, suffocating you until throwing a mattress in the back of your truck, cashing out, and heading for the hills is the only sane option. 
Because someone, somewhere must still love you. Because you still have value. Because you did the best you could with what you had, what you knew, and nothing meant for you can ever be taken.