Tag: healing journey

  • Constipation Screws You

    For Real

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    Okay, let’s admit it. There is no shame in talking about it. We all have felt it, gone through it, disliked it, and yet we can’t help but go through it occasionally.

    The question is, despite making all the efforts in our capacity to live a healthy life, why don’t we get the satisfaction we deserve every morning? The satisfaction, the lightness, and the relief we deserve every morning anyhow get disrupted.

    Sometimes it’s because of poor hydration, sometimes the KFC burger is the culprit, sometimes it could be our favorite momo, sometimes it’s our poor sleep cycle, and sometimes it’s the heavy dosage of medicines doing something there with our intestines.

    And you hopefully wait to pass this, too. Yes, it feels terrible. But maybe it’s your body’s way to constantly remind you to take very good care of your everyday hydration, nutrition, movement, and rest.

    Hopefully, my medications will soon stop, and I can see the changes I want to see very soon. The worst feeling of constipation is that it constantly makes you feel stuck somewhere in your body. And for me, that blockage feeling is itself very bad.

    Really blessed are those who don’t know what it feels like to be constipated. I know a few of those kinds of people in my family. And honestly, I am truly happy for them. After all, starting your day on a healthier and lighter note is a great thing, right?

    Yeah, constipation screws you. For real.

    Take care.

  • Is Time Really The Greatest Healer?

    I don’t think so.

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    I know it sounds different from what you have heard, but I genuinely think about this sometimes.

    People say that time is the greatest healer. That time heals everything. But, is it really so? Does time really heal everything? Today, I feel it’s not the complete truth. I feel it’s not only about time, but it’s more about us. It’s more about us with time.

    Time can only heal us if we are ready to accept in the first place that we are wounded and we need to heal our wounds. That we can’t carry the trauma of our past wounds to our future selves.

    The acknowledgement of pain, the acceptance of prolonged sadness, and the decision to break the vicious cycle of ruminating over our past, coupled with a good amount of time, surely can heal us. Time alone can’t do much, I feel. The onus is also on us. On you and me.

    I have seen people in their thirties and forties having grudges against their parents. Yes, their emotions can be valid. But for how long are we adults going to behave like giant children and complain about all the bad and terrible experiences we have had with our parents and in our families? For how long? Till the 50s? Till the 60s? Till the 70s? or till 100? Because time alone won’t heal us unless we are ready to forgive and let go of the baggage we have been carrying for years.

    We are not going to become the enlightened ones in our 60s or 70s one day. No, it’s not gonna happen. I have seen even people in their late sixties who still have a few unresolved fights in their hearts with their late parents, and somehow, they never got the chance to heal themselves.

    It’s unfortunate, but true! Are we going to repeat the same cycle? Or will we break this cycle? The decision is ours. Sure, time is with us today to help us. But we can’t get away without doing our part.

    We have to take the responsibility to heal ourselves. Time can only help us a lot, not heal us on its own.

    Well, this is what I think sometimes. What do you think?

    Tell me.