When the storm passes
When the storm passes, I find I am still intact and whole and no repair is necessary to the fundamental self which hasn't moved at all. And I've come to know (but not always accept) that suffering is part and parcel of our human existence, and that we are not meant to always feel a certain way (happy). We contain it all.
Sometimes the suffering is just what is needed to take us deeper in understanding. Can we accept it (when there is no way in sight to change it or the circumstances around it) and live through it and let it work on us? The breaking down of ourselves seems to be a regular feature of the Way, and no wisdom or knowledge can save us. Life will always be greater than that and more powerful. Life knows what it's doing though and we will understand the 'why' in time.