We can run...

The other day I watched a video on the life of Rita Hayworth. Beautiful and talented, she had been abused and bullied by her father during childhood which had left deep scars. Numerous marriages, including one to Orson Wells, could not soothe her search for love she had not received when it was most needed and crucial.

We need to look inward and examine our past almost forensically and process the lessons resolving to repair the psyche. Certainly we can talk things through with therapists if we like but ultimately I think that we are in charge of our own repair.

The world can sometimes be a cruel place and so a protective layer must be built while at the same time addressing any inner conflicts which may have been left unresolved. Being busy will mask them for a time but eventually they will ask to be faced when we least want or expect.

And so recently I received an email from my ex's brother stating that he had to shut himself off from everyone and repair damage done during childhood which had included stints in foster care. I responded that the pandemic had served me well in that regard and that he should do what he needs while not isolating himself from people entirely. I suggested he find new contacts during his search to redefine himself and then return wholly fortified. He will be 58 soon and his past had finally come calling with urgency.

For we can run but we cannot hide.