Often the worst things turn out to be the best things. I went through a terrible time in my life, from 2001 through 2005. I was stalked and harassed by a psycho and those she could provoke to assist her. It made me tough. It made me resourceful. It forced me to find skills and abilities within me that I did not know I have. It forced me to address my faults and repair them. It made me fearless. It prompted me to study more about human behavior, about human body language, and about the nature of people. I no longer fear anything. I know I can meet any challenge. I am no longer easy to deceive. Yes, I lost some of my faith in the goodness of humankind, but in its place I won faith in myself.