Cancer

The thing you couldn't have made you good at something you didn't know you needed to be good at. The budget that taught you to find joy in small things. The schedule that forced you to become efficient. The person who wouldn't bend, so you learned to flow around them. You've been carrying this skill for years without naming it, using it automatically, the way you use your hands. It came from a place that felt like limitation, but what it actually was was training. The people who made life harder also made you more capable, though they'll never know that's what they were doing. You can thank them without forgiving them. That's allowed too.