Today I stubbed my toe. Only it wasn’t my toe at all.
And like a bruise on a frequently used limb, I have bumped and pushed and prodded until the blood has come to the surface waiting to be released from the layers of skin that hold it captive.
Why can’t we leave things alone? I ponder to myself. Like a child who cannot stop picking at a scab he obtained on his knee while playing tag in the yard. He scratches and peels and picks until the scab becomes infected. It prolongs the healing process, when what would have been only a week, turns into a month, sometimes more.
We, too, are like children with bruises and scratches. We know the wound is there, and though we want it to heal because it hurts and it painful to us, we continue to pick at it, to scratch it, to pull off the scab and wait for it to reform.
It is human error. The misunderstanding of our ways. We do not realize it at the time.
That our resolution to interfere with the healing of our wounds causes much more grief, more time and more pain than just leaving it alone.
We have the habit of going in and peeling off the scab. And every time we peel off the protection our body has created, we accidentally get a tiny bit of the unbroken skin with it, thus making it broken, and making the wound, and the scar, larger.
Why can’t we just leave it alone?
Is it the fact that we want to know what’s underneath? Or that we forget what caused the wound in the first place and possibly, by making the pain reoccur, we can, in a way, relive the trauma and remember the cause? Maybe it’s just the fact that we can’t sit still and let it heal. We want to poke and prod and peel because it satisfies our desire to understand the wound. To understand how it works, and to watch it heal time and time again even with our persistent interference. Or maybe we touch and prod just to feel what it feels like, because it’s there. We get our dirty hands on it and the wound gets infected, deeper and worse then it would have ever been.
I do not know exactly what causes us to touch, to pick, to prod, to interfere.

I do not have the answer.