Have I been holding too tightly to my own point of view?
Have I been refusing to see what they were trying to show me?
Sometimes, pain constricts our vision – sometimes our field of view, sometimes our focus.
I think I’ve fallen victim to that of late. So now I’m forcing myself to look differently. And it’s uncomfortable, and it feels a bit wrong, and I don’t like it. And part of me keeps chanting don’t do it, you’ll just get hurt again.
But how much is it hurting me to continue as I am? And can I not trust myself to learn from my mistakes?
If we become too rigid, we begin to die. If we stop using our vision, it atrophies.
Learning to open up again is probably the most important and difficult part of healing. If you don’t eventually get there then, really, what was the point?