Geoffrey Chaucer’s poem, Troilus and Criseyde, written in the 1380s contains the phrase: “As tyme hem hurt, a tyme doth hem cure.”
Time heals all wounds! Or so say many over and over again. Certainly time helps women forget the excruciating pain of childbirth. You live it and then at some point consider having another. The exact feeling of pain a dulled memory.

Yet time doesn’t readily heal all wounds. Some somewhat seal to only open up again and fester. Ooze out grief, hate, and tears. Other wounds you freeze up and store away to only it thaw out.
Categories: identity, mental health, Psychology, women
Not just the psychological but the physical too. As I get older, physical injuries from several decades ago that I had forgotten about have reemerged.
LikeLike
So True Not All Wounds
Heal By Time Alone
And Some Wounds
Are Too Deep too
See Too Deep to
Even Feel as is the
Case So Often With
Childhood to Even Adulthood
Neglect And Or Abuse Physical
And Or Emotional too Particularly
Though When Young As Even Science
Shows Little Monkeys Die Without A Mother’s Touch
And What is Wired of
Warmth in Humans
As Far As
Oxytocin
Social
Bonding
And Binding
Connections May
Come in Zero Sum
Ways of No Mammal Human
Loving Warmth at All Even Sadder
Yes as Congenital Anomaly At Birth
Without Even Any Abuse or
Neglect Coming After That
It Seems in Our Modern Days
A Deepest Wound is of the Human
Soul Yes This Warmth That Drives Toward
Lives Who Do Least Harm For All Of Nature
Human And Even Animal/Plant Yes Respect
For Living Forests And Living Oceans True
Even Beauty Sublime of Tallest Snow
Capped Mountains Yet Here i go
Rambling Again Just in the
Agape Appreciation
of All of Existence
Come to
Be How Does
That Come At
Mother’s Breast
First How Does That
Go As Love of Mother Lives
In EYes of Child After Mother Passes
Still Breathing in this Gratitude This Warmth
For Loving All At Best We Who Are Blessed
And Blissed
This way
Do Our
Very BesTesT
to Lift Those Up
Who Are Not Blessed
And Blissed ThiS Way At
Best We Get Get to Swim in
Their Oceans too to Understand
Storms of WHere Human Souls Die Alive…
LikeLike
Sadly so true. It’s the psychological wounds that still hurt the most over the years.
LikeLike
Very well written
LikeLike
Bonjour
Comme certains d’entre vous l’ont vu sur mon dernier écris
Je mets mon blog en pause
Cela ne signifie pas ne plus écrire
Mais un bon moments de repos ne fais pas de mal à personne
Je passerai de temps en temps lire ceux qui voudront me laisser quelque chose
En attendant je te souhaite tout le bonheur possible , de bonnes vacances , santé
Ben oui parfois il faut savoir un peu arrêter
J’ai vécu ici des rencontres exceptionnelles
J’en sors bouleverser
Bise avec toute mon amitié
Bernard
https://i.postimg.cc/rsbGZ3sz/image-25.jpg
LikeLiked by 1 person