Our minds are powerful places.
Though most wouldn’t recognize the fear, in order to accept it, they prefer not to be… Lots in their thoughts.
I said just that two nights ago. I’m afraid of being in my head…
But, I didn’t understand why. Why do I fear thinking about what’s in my head? Do you understand why that is, for you?
There’s lots in there… Tons of useful knowledge, slideshows of births and weddings, vacations and birthdays. There’s flashbacks of children and reunions, rejoicing, and surprises.
There’s mistakes we’ve made, and that’s just as necessary. There’s images of moments that created a great deal of pain. There’s moments that were dangerous and dark.
We all hold all such things in our minds. What about any of them creates fear?
Are we incapable of facing truth?
Are we unable to process a situation in such a way that can lead to growth?
Are we unaware that no situation has power over us, unless we give consent?
Are we incomprehensive to the memories themselves, that we can’t sort emotions from facts?
When I laid on my bed last night, I asked myself such questions.
What about the memories with him, do I miss?
What lessons can I learn?
What’s the truth of the situation, the actual truth?
What concent am I giving my hurt and mind?
Emotions can cloud reality, because they’re just as powerful.
But, emotions waver and change….
Truth does not.
That’s what makes a journal through your experience necessary… Every. Single. One. The truth is in there… You just have to be willing to see it.