I often just push the feeling of hurt down. For example, with friendships and people saying mean things. Cause those things mattered to you and someone picked at it. It hurt cause it did in fact matter to you, and they tore it apart.
Somedays this seems like the most appropriate prayer to pray. 'God, grant me the serenity to accept the stupid people as they are, the courage to maintain self-control and the wisdom to know that if I act on it, I will end up in jail.