Hi everyone, i know it has been a long while since i posted but thankfully i am back. I had a lot of drafts put up but after going through them all, they just did not seem right and i had little or no time to get back to the drawing board before now. I missed you all and the opportunity to interact on this wonderful platform.
Today's topic is one that has been brewing in my mind (since i decided on a title) but because of how close to home it hit over the past week, i have not been able to gather the strength to begin till now. One of the most important feature in our body is our sight, it acts as a light to the entire being, it shows us reality but unfortunately we are unable to use our sight to look away from hurt.
At one point in our life we each have experienced pain of different forms, it might be pain over a breakup, disappointment, death, illness, or just hitting your leg at the edge of a table(Ouch!!). Physical pain has always been much easier to treat or manage
but that heart shattering emotional pain has no definite method of treatment
and this has led to a lot of people to drown in its oceans of despair, losing
themselves and never getting out of their self-assigned asylum. I am not here
to give you a step by step instruction or a list of things that you should
expect when grieving as postulated by the psychiatrist Elisabeth KÜbler–Ross
who presented the five stages of grief namely: Denial, Anger, Bargaining,
Depression and Acceptance because if you have experienced pain you would
realize that these steps do not always hold up.
Therefore, what should one really expect, I am
here to say I do not know (Shocking) because who am I to tell a mother who
loses a child, or a spouse who discovers their partner of many years isn’t who
they thought they were, or a friend who is betrayed or even a person who always
fails at every turn, who am I to tell them what to feel or expect as it is not
science or a math problem that can be solved and dismissed.
You
might be wondering, what exactly are you here to do? I am only here to tell you
things that have been a form of solace to me and assure you that no matter the
storm or grief there is a way to see beyond its overwhelming hurt and find
peace.
When
we are hit by a form of grief, our defense mechanisms come into play they try
to make us isolate ourselves and push others away; We choose this isolation
over being comforted because we do not want to relieve our pain many times over
but this is a wrong way to handle pain. Isolation leaves you more vulnerable,
pushes you deeper into sorrow and might end up in depression. Therefore, no
matter how hard it might seem, yes you can take a day off from the outside
world but don’t make it a habit. Find someone to talk to, a friend, a
colleague, a parent, a sibling just someone and sometimes it is even better to
talk to someone going through the same pain or someone who has once been in
your shoes, this way you both can act as comforters to one another.
Cry!!!
Yes, I really said that, we all always want to seem strong especially in our
times of travails but by bottling it all up we really do more harm than good.
Tears never make us seem weak, they are a very healthy way to relieve pain not
just the physical ones but also the heartaches. I am proud to say I have shed a
lot of tears even for things others might find to be minor but guess what I
shed them, they did not miraculously make everything fine (not by a long shot)
but I felt peace as I shed them, not because I thought at the end all would be
well most times the issue still remained but that has not stopped me from
shedding tears. So I implore you do not bottle all those hurt in, let them out
because making them compound is very dangerous because those emotions you think
little or nothing of have led a lot of people to the brink of suicide.
Beyond
the pain: This entails you cherishing the good memories, the greater purpose, a
way of improvement and a way to grow. Due to the intensity of pain that we face
most of the times our sight only lets us see what is wrong, or what hurt us and
blocks out all that was right. My first reaction to a loss the past week was to
imagine several ways it could have been prevented but the problem with this
method was that it kept bringing me back to the pain, it kept hurting all over again
till I began to remember all that was right, the laughter, the jokes, and the
faith I gained. All these positives came from what others might regard as a
negative. By doing this I began to appreciate more, not brood more; No this did
not make the situation seem less painful but it did let me come to accept it.
Finally,
the healing, I would be taking this scripturally and keep me out because I am
yet to attain this. Healing does not have a standard time, people heal at
different rates and in different ways and no healing does not necessarily
depend on how close you are to the situation. The greatest advice I could ever
give you is this: Do not rush through the healing process, because rushing
through (Pause! take a moment to imagine someone rushing through a bowl of cold
ice-cream - Yikes) might cause more damage than good.
In this moment, where I am going through my own
pain I have chosen to turn to God as my source of healing because “He heals the
broken hearted and binds up their wounds – psalm 147:3”.
As I said seeing beyond the pain is not
something that comes with a manual, it has no definitive steps because we all
are unique therefore what works for me does not necessarily bring a permanent
solution to you but it can serve as a form of solace that you are not alone and
that this pain is not the end of all things good.
I dedicate this blog post to a
friend that looked good always, because he always smiled and made everyone feel
accepted and loved. Some say it was too soon but I choose to accept that it was
a chosen time because you were born to bring faith and fulfillment for such a
time as this. See you in Glory Love (Emmanuel Oluwaseun Ojo).
I leave you all with this verse
that has served as my personal solace for the past week; Ecclesiastes 3:1-4
" To everything
there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born, and a
time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted; A time
to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down, and a time to build up; A
time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance”