The Price of Healing

Healing is temporary ruin - often, a complete collapse.

It's slow, quiet - a whisper on the breeze.

Then, suddenly - a deafening thunder that you can't deny.

Finally, you cannot ignore its cry to change as insomnia pervades your nights, and constant ailments leech your days.

True healing is not the beautiful, joyful journey it's sold to be.

Self-help books, meditation, crystals and other gentle methods are often snake oil for these life shifts.

Grief, anger, confusion, and pain are at the forefront.

Comforts crumble so distractions are removed, forcing focus.

And, while the clarity and calm will come, the stinking rot precedes the peace as you shed the old you.

To move forward, the decay must slough off.

If not, the devil you know will eat you from within. Bleed him out for growth.

Watch beloved relationships shift or entirely drop off - you don't fit the mold anymore.

You'll become less likeable as you prioritize yourself - and, not their needs.

But, you'll find the people that do fit.

The price of Healing is high - the momentous cost is often hidden. But, alive you will become.