The balance. The state of equilibrium within ourselves, our minds, our hearts. Thrown out of whack, we seek our homeostatic balance.
Past trauma can evoke past responses, even in new situations. But triggers, like an elevator, a spider, and I believe relationships can bring about feelings of fear, anxiety, and make us doubt our coping responses.
When the common denominator is you, how do you not take it personally. Always in the form of a phone call, it seems. Easier that way? Maybe seeking balance also means, in my case, avoiding going around that scary, unfamiliar corner at times. I know my dark, comfy corners–it’s scary to leave it. Reaching out, bending within–seems so much effort and effortless at times.
Every new pain cuts deeper somehow. Stop the bleeding. My heart.
How do you know–when to stay, and when to move forward.
Time will tell. Prayers give hope. God is great guidance. Faith to see the good–I must.
Islam: God guide us to the straight path.