Hurt Archives

Sometimes you’re washing the dishes and your mind wonders to that place where the hurt happened. And you replay it in your head.

Or you could be driving and one thought goes to another and another and then you go to the hurt and then another hurt and maybe another, depending on how many you’ve experienced.

You replay the whole scenario again. What was done, what was said, what you saw, how you felt, parties involved.

Or you could be listening to a song, or a podcast episode, or watching a movie, even reading a book, and a similar situation is being talked about, so of course you relate because you’ve been through it. And you go back to that place of hurt.

A certain song you no longer listen to because it reminds you of the person, or place, or situation .

Triggers Suck!

And when the wound is deep the hurt is deep.

Process through the hurt, work through the hurt, talk through the hurt, write through the hurt, cry through the hurt.

Don’t put a time limit through the hurt. There’s no time limit to healing.

But healing is attainable.

Pain of Betrayal

One of the biggest pain is the pain of betrayal. I hope you never experience that pain. I hope you never have to lose the trust of the one you love. The one you least expected to hurt you. I hope you never have to experience the confirmation of the unfaithfulness. The vomit in your mouth – the turn of your stomach, the punch in your throat – the anger and fire through your vain – the tears flowing like a river and the sharp stab right through your chest – feels like your heart has been ripped out of your body and stomped into a million pieces. I hope you never have to see him on his knees begging for forgiveness and all you want to do is spit on him.

I hope you never have to debate whether to leave or stay. I hope you never have to question whether you’re worth it because you’re always worth it. I hope you never have to think you’re not worthy of love, of happiness, of faithfulness. I hope you never have to go back in your mind and replay the trauma like a broken record. I hope you never experience the triggers – then you’re back to being hurt all over again – the wounds reopened. Bleeding again like the very first time.

I hope you never have to walk around with doubt in your mind. Thinking this was all your fault. I hope you never have to go on social media and see comments, wondering if she was one of them too. I hope you never have to compare yourself to them. Thinking – what do they have that you don’t have. I hope you never have to fight for his attention. And I hope you never have to pretend that you’re happy when you’re slowly dying inside. I hope you never experience this type of betrayal. I hope you never experience this type of pain. No one deserves this.

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