Open wounds hurt. They sting. They bleed. After a given time, they just stop though. Sometimes we bandage them up to help them heal faster, other times we let them breathe and hang out for the world to see what happened.
This can also be said for our emotional wounds. Whether it be a broken heart, the loss of a loved one, or even a rough time we’re going through, everyone handles their pain differently.
We drown ourselves in alcohol, therapy sessions, sad retail shopping, or the love of everyone around us; those are our bandages. And that is okay. Not everything can heal on its own.
Other times, we hold it in and suffer in silence. Which can be okay, too. Sometimes toxic, though.
Pain is only a temporary state of existence. Yes, time can heal all wounds, but time needs to have help and the patience for it to do it’s job.
The greatest part about flesh wound is, after they’ve stopped bleeding, stopped hurting, had their time to heal, they leave behind scars to remind us of a period in time. They remind us of where we’ve been.
Remember that time you were walking your friends dog and he got too excited and knocked you over?
Remember that time you were working, not fully paying attention, and knocked a pile of boxes on top of you?
Remember when you got in the middle of a dog fight?
Remember when you were playing your favorite sport, tore a ligament and had to have surgery?
When you were longboarding and ate shit on a hill?
Or the time you went camping and caught a burning marshmallow on your arm?
These are all points in your life leading up to your now. They’ve all helped to mold you into who you are in some way or another.
Some of these memories may still burn when you see the scar that came from it, but the best part about them?
Scar tissue fades, too.