I have a lot of experience with this very thing.
The things I thought were wonderful, nearly killed me. The things I thought were horrific, made my life so much better and meaningful.
Case in point: For many decades I was an active crack user. Somewhere along the way I got Recovery. In the process of recovering, I learned that my addiction was only a symptom of my problem -- and that problem was a spiritual sickness, a self-centeredness and self-seeking that defied all measure.
I worked on my spiritual condition, because to not do so was to return to addiction and to eventually die before my purpose had been realized... and to die in misery and pain.
Instead, by working my spiritual condition, I became other-directed, and interested in making a difference. I am a much more spiritually-fit person, and a person who actually has self-esteem, because I now do esteemable things.
The worst thing that could ever happen to me, became the impetus for a journey of great beauty.
I have NO CLUE what is good and what is bad for me, obviously. So, I try not to ask God for things to go a certain way. Instead, I try to stay focused on only asking for knowledge of His will for me and the power to carry that out.
I think those experiences are called “blessings in disguise.”
God bless and keep you, dearest Laz, along with everyone here.
God Bless You, Laz!