Time Doesn’t Heal All wounds
“The first cut is the deepest”? Okay, this isn’t true when you’re cutting a mango, and you’ve never cut a mango before. The pit gets in the way, because its 80% pit. In this case, the first cut is very much so, not the deepest. Actually, this line is B.S. anyways. The first cut is never the deepest! Yah, I’m calling you out Sheryl Crow! Oh, and Rod Stewart, and Cat Stevens, and P.P. Arnold. You know what, how about all you guys go sit in the corner and think about what you did. Now! Shoo!
It’s Such A Cliche
It’s what everyone says when you lose a loved one, or you breakup with your crappy high school boyfriend (this is the only time that time does heal all wounds, because well… to be frank, it was easier to hold a conversation with my refrigerator, at least it was bright!). It’s the standard line that we all use, and honestly I’ve probably used this, myself! PSA: If I’ve ever told you this, I give you permission to go back and time, and slap me so hard I forget about my weird One Direction phase (it really just needs to be taken care of, so like… anybody that is willing, has my permission to jump on board this mission).
IT doesn’t get easier
It never really gets easier. It always hurts. Honestly, somedays it hurts more than the day it first happened. I’m not gonna promise you that “time will heal this”, because it won’t. You merely find new ways to cope with it, and to better understand it.
When my father passed away, it hurt a lot (See my post on “Losing a Parent I Never Really Had“). But you know what hurt more? A few weeks later when I started thinking about all the things that could have been different. Time didn’t heal all wounds then. It’s been a couple of months now, and I’ve come to terms with it (mostly). I now sort of understand why the universe did this, and I’m okay with it.
The one crucial thing that time offers, is silence. At night, or in the early morning, and maybe even during the day… We are blessed with time. Time spent alone with our own thoughts. This may sound like a curse, but truly it is a blessing. When you allow yourself to process information, and events that have occurred, you begin to understand them, if only slightly. So, I suppose in this context, time does heal wounds. But not all of them.
time Heals ‘Some’ Wounds
I think it is unfair to say time heals all of our wounds, because we all heal at different rates and through different interactions. I shared that I heal by thinking, but others may not heal this way. Some of us may need to talk to someone, and that’s totally acceptable as well. Hey, maybe some people do choose to push it to the back of their minds, and let time pass, hoping they will forget about it… Though, I feel this is incredibly unhealthy for our mental health!
I encourage you all to find a health outlet; A way to heal. Never be ashamed of your tactics, but don’t feel as though you have to share them. You don’t owe anybody anything. You are entitled to your methods, as well as the level of privacy you set on them.