“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”
You know how they say that everything happens for a reason? Does it? I mean isn’t it all random? We are the ones who look back in time and connect the dots. We are the ones who give our past a meaning.
Past, present, future are all quantitative measures. They exist simultaneously. Talking in terms of philosophy, it’s all in the head. Your past exists only in your memory. Memories are experience. Experience is circumstantial evidence.
What are scars but what we interpreted these experiences as? When you have a scar, the more you talk about it or think about it, the stronger the emotion behind the experience gets. Which is why sensibles keep themselves busy after a hard experience. It keeps the mind healthy and at the same time gives your heart the time it needs to heal itself or to deal with the situation.
There is so much to be said about time, and grief. Personally, I feel that grief is what makes us who we are. There is a small part inside each one of us that loves pain. It keeps us going. Maybe we have been conditioned that way? You know the concept of reward and punishment instilled in most of us in our childhood? Maybe that’s what lead to this evolution.
We are motivated by pain. It makes us feel alive. And it reminds us that we are humans. The excruciating pain you go through under certain circumstances makes you rethink about who you are and what your priorities in life should be. Give yourself the time, and the space that you need to grow. Give yourself the benefit of doubt.
Live, and be aware of your emotions.