I had an unhealed psychological wound that I covered with a bandaid and ignored. It festered until I knew I had to find a way to heal it myself. I found a way and ripped off the bandage. I knew it would hurt but that it had to happen in order to heal. It should have been quick and a great relief as the wound healed. Instead, I find others rubbing salt in the wound.

Mumbling to self – This too shall pass. This too shall pass.

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