We Chase Snakes Instead of Treating the Bite

When trauma strikes, something devastating happens: we don't just get wounded—we get fragmented.

Someone betrays you. Someone wounds you deeply. Instinctively, you go hunting for an explanation. You want the wound to apologize. You want closure to sound like repentance.

But here's the sobering truth: most times, it never does.

And so the waiting becomes its own wound. Some of us are still bleeding—not from the initial injury, but from the expectation that one day the person who hurt us will finally give us the words we've been longing for.