I think healing is a lot more boring than we expected

I always thought healing would feel dramatic. Like one big breakthrough. One big realisation. One moment where everything suddenly makes sense. But it’s not like that. It’s slow. It’s repetitive. It’s honestly kind of boring. It’s choosing not to text someone. It’s cleaning your room even when you don’t feel like it. It’s going for a walk instead of overthinking. No fireworks. No instant transformation. Just small, quiet decisions again and again. And maybe that’s the hardest part. Because no one celebrates consistency. But that’s where the real change happens.