Time Heals All Wounds (but how fast?)
The concept of Time is an interesting one. I feel like “time” means different things to different people, depending on the context of course. Time is dynamic. Time is an illusion. Time waits for no one. Time is money. Time is precious. Time is a human construct helping us differentiate between now and our perception of the past*. Time is the continued sequence of existence and events that occurs in an apparently irreversible succession from the past, through the present and into the future. Time is what a clock reads. Time is a lot of things.
I was having a conversation with a friend yesterday about how we often say certain things that make a lot of sense in theory. But their practicality is another story entirely. I think we don’t factor in human nature enough when looking at or talking about or thinking about certain issues and so, we say some things very easily but when it's time to walk the walk, it's not so easy. Like when we say “Time heals all wounds”. I feel like a lot of us say this but we don’t actually consider that “time” here could be years, decades even. I don’t know if it's just me but I always heard that phrase and thought it meant that I’d be over certain things in months. Welp.
I realised recently that the healing process is longgggggggggg. And to be very honest, it sucks. My piercings don’t heal fast enough for me ( and those take a couple of months) so you can imagine how annoying it is to have to wait what feels like years for my little fragile heart to heal. I get so annoyed and almost sad when I realise that I’m still so affected by certain things, things that I thought I was well over. And we need to also address the fact that wounds, deep wounds especially, leave scars. And what do scars do? They alter your appearance in a way; even in the smallest ways. I’m not sure I’m fully comfortable with the way trauma has shaped me. I don’t think I like the altered appearance my scars have given me. Has anyone got BioOil for my heart?
But I guess that’s life innit? Our past experiences shape us/alter our appearances and help us make better-informed choices or decisions in the future. That’s great and all but I don’t have to like the process, do I? One thing is, I don’t give myself enough room and I’m very impatient with myself. And that’s not great. We need to give ourselves room for mistakes, growth and learning. Be patient with yourself. The process can be long and can feel like it's never-ending but one day, you’ll wake up and realise you’re fine. Good as new. At least that’s what I’m hoping for.
Love, B
*No be me talk am ooo. Literally just quoting a newspaper article. I would have referenced it but this isn’t an essay, please.
Ps: the above statement is in reference to the statement made about time being a human construct, NOT the entire article.
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