The Hurt Person

Sis, I feel you in my chair, when I pass you in the grocery, when our eyes meet at the stoplight. I am praying for you; I am healing with you and I am rooting for you. Whatever you do, seek love.

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Hurt People, hurt People.

The saying is so cliché. Hurt people, hurt people. There’s this ideology around the excuse that people should be forgiven because they are hurt. Because they are hurt, they hurt others. New society norms will have a person that someone should receive sympathy for disrespecting loved ones. That this person has a reason to be an utter jack of all trades in audacity. Well, maybe these are just my thoughts.

Have you ever thought about the hurt person? Not every hurt person lashes out or is well versed in pettiness. Some hurt people go quiet. These are usually your strong friends. As much as they want to reach out to you for a laugh or a simple silent cry, they stay quiet. I think the saddest thing about being the strong friend is the way the silence becomes deafening. Life goes on around you and you feel forgotten about.

When you feel weak, your mind will take you places that you didn’t give it permission to. The feelings of loneliness set in. You look around like surely someone will notice my silence and reach out. Surely there is someone that you can call and tell them that you’re not alright. Someone that won’t ask questions but allow you to weep because you’ve had enough of those ghetto kids, that pushy job, and cooking dinner for people who waste.

Superwoman

People can be so reckless when they think you’re “Superwoman.” Being hurt and mishandled by a loved one will have you feeling like you’ve been crippled with Kryptonite.

I have learned in my many seasons of healing to just call someone. If they are your friends, they will answer the phone, and they will give you love. I am grateful for the friends that have answered the phone for me to simply weep. I’m grateful for the messages that I do receive when I go silent. I’m grateful for the voice notes randomly throughout the day. I am grateful for the safe hearts that I can vent to and just hang up. I am grateful for my kids who are in tune with me and show me extra love. I’m grateful for my husband who doesn’t say much, but his touch and prayers soothe me.

Fix it.

If you have an issue with a friend or loved one, fix it. That’s in Matthew 18: 15-17. If you’re the hurt person, don’t heal alone. In all things, seek God and allow Him to direct you. Be honest with your loved ones and get the support that you need. Go to therapy if you need to release it to someone that you do not know. Whatever you’re healing from, get the proper tools so that you don’t bleed on anyone.

There are so many of us that are strong, quiet, hurt, and healing.

I feel you.

Sis, I feel you in my chair, when I pass you in the grocery, when our eyes meet at the stoplight. I am praying for you; I am healing with you and I am rooting for you. Whatever you do, seek love.

I promise that you’re not alone. I am sorry that you have been hurt, betrayed, mishandled, and feel rejected and alone. I promise that you won’t always be the hurt person.