How Does The Story End?
An important question in therapy and in life - a little prose poetry to explain the same.
Dear Readers,
As I found myself smiling and posing for a pic, attending a Kannadiga wedding without wearing make-up on my face, and keeping it simple with just sunscreen, with my scar healing and disappearing a little bit every day, I reminisce how life was so different a few months back.
I am the same person who would love wearing make-up in 2020, the same person who would hate wearing any ethnic wear in 2013, and the same person who had a major scar with stitches on the face in 2023.
I explain changes and stories in life with metaphors and prose poetry. The story could be a traumatic incident or any phase of life. I hope you love reading it as much as Sanah Singh, a fellow B-school grad + poet + Counselor did or even more.
"How does the story end?"
This is a question, I would eventually grow up and learn in Systemic Family Therapy, to ask my clients and help them recover and grow in life.
They say all stories have to have an end, in order to come out of them, in order to stop repeating them in your head.
PTSD (Post-traumatic Stress Disorder) - I would eventually grow up and learn technical terms about it.
All your life experiences, plethora of emotions, bruises, physical and metaphorical, shrunk into abbreviations to make it understandable, for yourself and for others.
Eventually, I would stop explaining myself to everyone else. I would stop telling my story.
Eventually, I would stop trying to be understood, to be embraced with love, to be told everything was just a nightmare you would forget with time.
Eventually, I would stop feeling my own pain and attempt to alleviate the pain of a thousand others with words shrunk into poems to make it understandable, felt and yet disguised somehow.
Eventually, I would tap into the pain of others, blow it away like seeds of a dandelion and call it therapy.
Poetry is more secretive that way - only those who felt any pain can read the words and grasp the emotions underneath; everyone else will see them as mere words that would rhyme... Or not!
So, how does the story really end?
The story ends when you stop revisiting it again and again.
The story ends when you stop reading it.
You close the book and tear the pages.
The story ends when you become the writer of your life. You pick up the pen, you write a new story.
You say- ‘Looks like someone wrote quite a blockbuster story for me, but I am not taking it anymore. I will write my own.’
You start writing your own story but it's hard when you aren't used to your creativity.
And yet, you can't risk it being written on its own accord. You can't trust destiny and fate anymore.
And then it suddenly occurs to you - maybe you can get a co-writer this time. You don't have to do it all alone.
A Therapist? A friend? A Life Coach? A Spiritual Healer?
So, how does the story end?
The story ends however and whenever you want it to.
With Love,
Sanhita Baruah
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