Are you Wounded?
Third Eye Blind has a song that is one that drives deep into me, beyond my soul. The mere fact that a Y-Chromosome wrote it is mind boggling to me. He got it. He saw it in another, felt it deep into his own core, put it on paper then went that final blessed step of putting it to music for the world to hear. A rare Y-Chromosome indeed.
Are you one of the Wounded? Was he your friend? Your boyfriend? Your husband? A stranger? Yeah? then let's band together. Let's lift each other up. Let's take each other to that place where the Wound needs Mederma. Let's go beyond the actual flowing of blood, beyond the scab that gets wet whenever the date arrives or you meet someone with the same name. We can do it. Together we can "back down the bully to the back of the bus 'cause it's time for him to be scared of us". Even if all you wanna post in the comment is your date, please do so. Be heard!
Or maybe you're someone in love with a Wounded? Do you take the time to acknowledge that the Wound is there? How often do you ask for a temperature check on the topic? Do you even know what her date is? She'll be able to rattle it off if you asked her, you know. Of course, you also need to be mindful that the date isn't the only time that the memory washes over her because it will and it does, sometimes at the least opportune times. If you love a Wounded, you're already special because she's trusted you enough to let you back in. There's no understating that.
Or, maybe you're a supporting actor? Friend, sister, brother, parent? Just the fact that you know is an enormous step for your Wounded's healing process. Talking about the Wound for the first time is often more painful than the original cut. Does thinking about the Wound scare you? Do you avoid it, hoping the time will carrying the memory away? Do you hurt because you feel helpless? Clumsy? Awkward? It's ok, really. She understands.
It doesn't matter which character you play, I want to hear from you. I wanna know I'm not alone, at least for today. I wanna take today to rejoice, heal a little more, band together and celebrate survival of the strongest. We are no longer weak or feeble. We are stronger because of the Wound. We are loved and we love back. We are more powerful because of the Wound and we will combine our voices and reclaim our inner peace, together, right now!
C'mon now, chin up, we'll rock on. You're a miracle. They're missing you.