It Hurts Like Hell to Feel
I started this thought after listening to someone share a very painful experience, and I sat there with them in this horrible present reality that they had been made to suffer, and we came to the conclusion that, we could do nothing, except sit here and be together and wait it out, as the pain sent them spiraling in and out of sobs and madness. There was no rhyme or reason, no fault they needed to own, no action on their part that was left undone. They had been innocent, a victim we could all say. The only answer to the pain, was to feel it.
To feel, to accept life's tragedies, to not resist them or seek to run, to not cover them or choose to numb. The pain that grips the heart, that begs to be helped with no treatment except time. This precious pain is felt, experienced and known, and I say precious because once known, forever changes you. This pain once felt, creates eternal beauty that only those who have endured understand.
I know it hurts, and I know you want to escape, I wish you the courage and support to wait and feel.
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