I used to think to myself that if only I was taught correct embouchure earlier, I wouldn't have had to go through this crisis.
But here's the weird part: I don't think I would have learned as much if I didn't go through it this way.
I realize now that I have a very acute understanding of what my students are going through while I am taking them through an embouchure change. I feel so much prouder of them when I watch them achieve this task that I set out for them because I've been through it myself.
I know the pain, and I vowed never to forget it. I feel that pain with them while I am teaching them.