Dancing to the rhythm of avoidance, we suppress our emotions as a way to not feel the pain. Feeling the feels hurt, and so we lose ourselves in our coping mechanism of choice to avoid feeling.
We compromise the well-being of our future self by doing what our present self desperately begs us to do. Numbing is the name of the game. The end justifies the means - we will jump on anything that can provide us temporary relief.
Sometimes we will go so far as to trade avoidance for denial. Instead of avoiding the pain, we will trick our minds into believing that we’re not hurt at all. We put on our I-Can-Handle-It-All Persona, but underneath this tough facade, our “body keeps the score.” The pretending game can fool our mind -but not our body.
When we drink the pain away, sleep the sorrows of yesterday, binge the regrets of tomorrow, fuck the numbness of the present - we’re sweet escaping from something that will come back to haunt us again. There’s always trouble in paradise, even ones made of artificial substances.
Seeking comfort into the arms of the devil is never a safe bet. But if the end justify the means, we’re willing to seal the deal no matter the cost it will have on us in the future. We accept the danger, because at the very least it will grant us with a shot of temporary pleasure. When we choose the easy way out now, we proceed to add extra bumps onto the road that our future self will sooner or later bump into.
Parents who let children have their way every time postpone conflict for a later time, which may then be greeted by a child with narcissistic traits. Individuals who refuse to acknowledge their traumas trade their temporary “oblivion” or perhaps false “peace of mind” that will later bleed out into their most intimate relationships.
End Result: Short Term Comfort - Long Term Dysfunction
