Failure to Heal

Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Curves.

“Some people can’t be healed.”

I re-read the statement  from a friend who moved a year ago. I  don’t  want to believe that, but it resonates, perhaps because yesterday  I  heard an NPR story about terminally ill children and some of the medical practices pursued to the point of arrogance  and the difficulties of medical and chaplain staffs to deal with the reality. So to- day, it resonates.

The Long-Awaited Honest-to-God Secret to Being Happy

Accepting that some people can’t be healed is like failing, I think. Or feeling like accepting failure.

Some people don’t get a lot of help in the deep healing process  because  their support  system  really doesn’t want them to change. If they heal, and change, and grow, and transform, then their supporters will find that they’re vastly  different  from  what  attracted  them  in  the  first place.  To  find  healing,  they  sometimes  have  to  clean house completely and we tend to grab for anything that’s familiar,  even  if  it’s  miserable,  rather  than  launch  into new territory.

I want to believe that most people can be healed, particularly when it’s emotional wounds, but I’m coming to the conclusion that my friend is right. Some people can’t be healed.

To be healed, they have to realize first that there is a wound. Otherwise, their patterns repeat the injury or tear open the old one. Then they have to take action to heal it. That requires actively  wanting  to heal  the wound,  and some people would rather not look at it or they’d prefer to keep licking it because they like its flavor.

But maybe some wounds can’t be healed. We don’t know until we try. And some of us try longer or harder than others, and for some of us, it just takes more time.

I’m asked how long I’ll keep a healing journal.  I’ve kept it for 20 months now, and it’s done far more than I ever expected it to. It started on the advice of a counselor about  6  weeks  after  my  divorce  finalized.  Sharing  my healing experiences  and my self-discoveries  with friends in similar situations. A chance to look back later and see how far I’d come.

Initially, I worked out many of the darknesses related to my marriage and divorce, but in the process, I started digging deep to look at different  patterns in my life and one by one, clearing them out. Things still bubble up occasionally  and  likely  always  will.  You  don’t  spend  half your life with someone and get over it in a day or two though after being on my own for a couple of years, I can have conversations now that don’t include anything to do with my ex or anything that happened in  our  years together. I acknowledge  that little things will continue  to bubble  up  every  now  and  then.  Things  I’d  forgotten. Things I hadn’t realized. But the biggies are all gone. That feels really good, free.

In the process, I’ve worked on healing far more than just issues related to my divorce. I’ve actively gone back to look at all (as many as possible) the things that had an effect on my self-esteem and my beliefs. Actively worked to reprogram out the doormatness,  the people-pleasing at the  price  of  my  own  needs/wants/visions,  and  just downright reclaiming myself.

The epiphanies have come fast and hard at times. The most recent one, this week, has been the need to take my

business back to my original vision. I hadn’t realized I’d let the vision  get muddled up to satisfy so many other people and that was blocking  where  I wanted to go. I don’t blame them. The muddling was usually done for all the right reasons and out of love. I marched straight into it  and just realized this week that the business decisions I’ve made that have brought the most pain were well out- side my vision. So I’m in the midst of a restructure to re- claim that vision, too, because in doing so, I’m reclaiming a huge chunk of myself. I have M. R. Sellars to thank for some  of  these  insights  and  I  appreciate  his  sharing… though he probably has no clue what he said that made the light bulb go off for me.

I dropped  a couple  of relationships  this  week,  too. But  I  won’t  be  eager  to  replace  them.  I  realized  that something in my personality  as  a people-pleasing  code- pendent has been a magnet for certain types  of  people, and I don’t care for any repeats. Not everyone’s that way, not by any means, but there’s a particular pattern that I’m breaking. I’m open to new friendships  and relationships, but I will  cultivate  ones  with  positive  people  who  are spiritual, creative, and nurturing.

At about  the  same  time  this  week,  the  matter  was about intuition and confirmation—an issue for me that’s been  outstanding for several years. But I’ve got it now. I’m good with it. My  intuition is dead-on, and I finally know it, really know it.

So this leaves me with two items to work through that I’m aware of. One I’m dealing with right now. The other will be resolved any day now. Maybe tonight. Maybe this weekend.

And when that happens, I’ll end my healing journal and declare myself healed.