Jessica Belmosto

I know I write a lot about letting go and moving on. These are things I’ve yet to fully master. However, there’s one thing I’ve never really talked about. Healing. It’s not something that happens overnight or ever really stops. It’s called a process for a reason.

I measure how I’m doing by reflecting. Where was I at this time last year? Okay. What about six months ago? How am I doing now? I like looking at things in chunks. It’s easier to see progress that way. This time last year I couldn’t even listen to the radio. Every stupid love song made me cry and I’d get upset. Now, I sing along to the radio at the top of my lungs. It’s small, but it’s a step.

If I had a cure on how to heal from everything, I’d be putting every therapist out of a job. It’s not cookie cutter. What works for you, might not work for me. Some people’s method is blocking an ex and moving on. To me, that sounds harsh and I can’t imagine closing that door. For me, I write. I often live tweet my sadness and delete the messiness soon after. Other times, I take to my journal and let it all out. I’ve known people who hate writing. They want nothing to do with expressing themselves. It’s all about how YOU want to go about it.

Healing is a long road. Certain wounds heal faster than others. Others may never fully heal. It’s all about how you choose to go about it. I think you’re on the right road as long as you’re happy and making the best possible choices.