We spend our lives trying to escape pain.

Getting busy.

Distracting yourself.

Anesthetizing yourself.

But the pain doesn't go away just because you don't look at it.

She stays there.

Stored in the body.

Waiting for the moment to be felt.

And when it does appear, it feels too heavy.

“What if I can’t handle it?”

“What if it’s worse than I imagined?”

But the truth is that the only way to get through the pain…

is crossing.

There is no shortcut.

There is no skipping this part.

When you allow yourself to feel, something inside you reorganizes.

Memories that were frozen in the past begin to integrate.

You give a place to that which, for so long, had no place.

And in this space of presence, a new memory is born.

Memory of love.

Supportive.

Trustworthy.

This is how the pain cycle transforms.

Not by escape.

Not by force.

But for the courage to feel.

And feeling doesn't mean being alone.

Quite the opposite.

When you find a safe space, a welcoming gaze, a supportive lap, your body understands:

“Now I can let go.”

And then, slowly, what once seemed impossible begins to open up.

Life flows again.

You discover yourself more whole.

More true.

More free to live what you've always dreamed of.

Because feeling pain is not weakness.

It's love.

It's the beginning of a full life.