I’ve been thinking about the saying “time heals all wounds” a lot recently. Mainly I’ve been thinking, “Is that really true?” For me, I don’t think it is. What time has done to my wounds is to let them fester.
I will always have my complexes with certain situations and people. My memories will always be there at a moment’s notice the minute I let my guard down. I will always battle with picking at the scabs from those memories. I will never get over certain things from my past. Time will never heal those wounds. But what time can do is dim the pain.