When you get fired from your job, when your boyfriend dumps you, when a friendship breaks up, when someone leaves. It is always in such moments that we get that wrong answer used ad nauseam: time cures everything.
Because it seems that time is the medicine that relocates us, puts us back on our feet, or even helps us rebuild our lives. The medicine we swallow and seem to work, so all we can do is wait. Magnificent rubbish of equivocal wisdom.
Time is the anaesthesia that allows me to walk without pain. That anaesthesia that uses alcohol, exercise or work, that replaces the gaps, the places previously occupied. That anaesthesia that, when waking up, will do it again accompanied by past ghosts.
Because the cure is you by accepting it, taking responsibility and taking action. It is you who can move through the anger, frustration or sadness that these situations cause you. This medicine will be the one that cures you rather than time. Time does not cure, you do.
Because it seems that time is the medicine that relocates us, puts us back on our feet, or even helps us rebuild our lives. The medicine we swallow and seem to work, so all we can do is wait. Magnificent rubbish of equivocal wisdom.
Time is the anaesthesia that allows me to walk without pain. That anaesthesia that uses alcohol, exercise or work, that replaces the gaps, the places previously occupied. That anaesthesia that, when waking up, will do it again accompanied by past ghosts.
Because the cure is you by accepting it, taking responsibility and taking action. It is you who can move through the anger, frustration or sadness that these situations cause you. This medicine will be the one that cures you rather than time. Time does not cure, you do.
