Pain sharpens the mind. It can't but not. It whittles away at your sanity. Chip by chip, by chip. Hour by hour. Sometimes, minute by minute. Depending upon how intense it is. However, the oddity of it is in the severity of it all - to look at you, no one would dare know there's anything going on at all with you. You "look" - fine.... Except you don't act, nor can you -- act or BE -fine.
Fine. What a word. What a lie. How many times it's told. Repeatedly. Who is really - fine? I just don't see it. Maybe it's me. I've been touched by so many, experienced so much, that I honestly don't know too many people that could ever really categorize themselves as - fine. Ever. But we say it. Over and over. We don't even admit it to ourselves - because I think we believe that we are fine when we say it!
I suppose through my searching to find answers for this debacle of searing pain I did discover it's source - and have had to make some changes - however small, but changes no less. I have TMJ and my jaw is completely jacked-up. I knew that it was out of whack but not to the degree that it was going to cause mind-blowing pain like it has. I've had some worries too and that has caused some grinding which has increased the problem. I'm having to wear my mouth guard 24-7 now. It's an inconvenience, but it's a hellofa lot better than the migraines, facial, and neck pain. This also leads me to address the things that I am obviously powerless over. Yes, you read that right - I - the Queen of peace, have been worrying.
I inserted the illustration above for several reasons... one because I think it very indicative of life, period. We don't see other's pain. We don't share our pain. We have personal pain, and universal pain. Yet - we tell each other we're FINE. I've really grown to dislike that word - that lie. It's not as if we're lying on purpose - I don't believe that -- it's just that we don't want to get into what's really going on for whatever reason. However, I challenge you today - to tell the truth. Be honest with someone, someone that you trust. See if your burden isn't lightened just a little bit. Pain shared is pain lessened. We need each other. This is just a fact. I've lived long enough alone - and learned how to do just that -- to know that we're not islands. Life wasn't designed for us to be alone. God gave us companions. At the very least, someone to talk to. Share your pain. See if the other person hasn't had some of the same experiences. Let some of the stuff from below the surface see daylight. You'll feel a whole lot lighter, I promise. You'll be a whole lot less of the walking wounded. I can attest to this because I've lived it. People are suffering in silence, and there just isn't any sense in it. Not when we have a world full of people. There are people that care, you just have to pick them carefully. I think you'll find they're suffering too.