Hydrogen Peroxide...?

Story

Do you know the feeling when you get a cut on your hand, and your mom grabs the hydrogen peroxide and douses your hand. It only takes a moment for the tickly-bubbly feeling to turn into a searing pain that makes you wish that you could just detach that particular limb and be done with it.
She tells you that the little pain is worth it, that it will turn out better in the end, but you're just gritting your teeth and trying not to smack your hand on the door frame.

Why?

Wondering what the moral of the story is? Well, some people say that some kinds of pain are good for you.
For instance, the pain of editing the life out of a manuscript that you poured your heart into. If your editor has done a fantastic job, as mine had, you might pass out at the sight of how much red the paper is soaked in. It looks like someone used it for a strawberry cutting plate. Fear not, this is a good thing.

Then

Slowly, ever so slowly, as I get further and further into the edit, I discover that my manuscript is a metaphorical Phoenix, it rises from the ashes of ruination, even more majestic than before. 

I give you a thumbs up if you laughed at the image of me speaking so poetically. 

Anyway, editing hurts, sometimes real bad, but your editor took the time to put this much work into it, probably killing of a whole package of red pens,  because your manuscript was worth it!

Be thou not discouraged fellow authors, press on! Just thought I'd pep talk you all for the day.

Ta-ta!

TJ Meanea