An infected wound usually swells, reddens and itches; it can cause an increased pain and irritation. While an infected cut or a skin wound stems from your own skin bacteria, or bacteria found in the environment, an emotional gash is also either caused by one’s self or others around him. Acute lesions in our persona […]
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Red, Raised and Itchy

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An infected wound usually swells, reddens and itches; it can cause an increased pain and irritation. While an infected cut or a skin wound stems from your own skin bacteria, or bacteria found in the environment, an emotional gash is also either caused by one’s self or others around him.

Acute lesions in our persona have the power to change us forever, the area in question is always the weakest point in one’s self, the one holding all regrets and pain, all skepticism and shaken beliefs. A person can be his own prosecutor, demeaning parts of himself, not believing in his own power, not thinking high enough of what he does nor thinks. Self depreciation can be a killer, and while the wound starts tearing wider, people come with sticks and knives to slash it further, they irritate you, dig and scrape and bleed you dry. They let the disease sink in, eat you alive, and they make you believe it to be true, that you’re not strong enough to fight, to get over your pain, to heal, to get back on your feet, to step out of your sickness and go back to your healthy old self. You sit back, crumble, wait for the wound to get infected beyond repair, red streaks spreading, throbbing pain, until a part of your soul either has to be amputated, or be it too late, consume your whole self and demise your personality.

People form their own opinions about you, and it is usually very different about your opinion about yourself. Some people have the burning desire to show that they are superior to others just to cover their inferiority or self-doubt, they cannot hold the success of others nor their attempt at doing something different from their usual self; so they act strangely demeaning your attempts at being a better version of yourself, they shoot daggers not only at your flaws but miss out on every good ounce in you, cover it with what you lack, and start taking out your insecurities, grow them in a fertile field, weeds and poisoned herbs around fruitful trees, to suck the life out of them and let them dry.

Although deep down, we know that their unkind and hurtful remarks are untrue, we can’t help but feel frustrated, irritated and start to itch in the process. The dissonance between our beliefs and priorities come in conflict with what they perceive important and glorious, and instead of encouraging their friends and standing in their backs, they tend to put them down and lessen their self-esteem.

Time is known to be a healer, and if our wounds are healing normally,all we need to do is cover them up real tight away from all bacteria and irritations, and discipline ourselves to avoid scratching to not to reopen them anymore. A scar is always there to remind us of what were, to teach us to be careful not to go down that slippery road once more, to fall more gracefully if we glided.

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