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I get it. It’s a cliché for a reason but I hate that it’s true. I hate that it is only by going through a process (which often involves more time than I wish it did) that I can say I’ve truly learned a lesson, made some progress, or feel ready to move on. I can’t shake that desire to have things happen once I’ve decided I’m ready for it to, once I’ve intellectually processed something. But that’s not how it works.
I recently realized that I spent the first six months after my marriage went nuclear sort of in stasis. Despite all my big talk of empowerment and moving forward, what I was really doing was healing. Healing my heart and soul and sense of self. Laying in the cut as I decided I did have what it takes to be the person I want to be and live the life I want to live.
Yes, time does heal all wounds. Just not always in the ways you think or as quickly as we’d like. But I’m learning to just be thankful that it even happens.

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