ARE YOU LOOKING FOR 'THE CURE'?
- Sophie Shaw
- 17 minutes ago
- 2 min read

Are you looking for the cure? The magic bullet - that one thing that will sort out all the things? Are you hoping that one day you'll be fixed and never have to be bothered by your issues again?
You can admit it - I'll go first. I am!
I was talking about this with my therapist recently - and let me address that first of all, in case it surprises you that I have a therapist.
Because that's kind of the point. Of course, I have a therapist. Sometimes I have a coach or a mentor, sometimes a counsellor or therapist, sometimes an alternative practitioner - sometimes a combination of several of the above.
I didn't get to be THIS SANE by accident. (That's a joke, by the way.)
Because it's a process. It's work. Sometimes the work is easy, and it's like you're floating downstream. Life flows pretty smoothly, you feel regulated and you're largely on top of your shit. Happy days.
And sometimes you're battling upstream, being pelted by bullshit left and right, and wishing you could just live in bed. Less happy days.
But there isn't exactly an endpoint. You don't 'graduate' from this work, or reach a point where it's no longer needed. There is no 'cure'.
That doesn't mean you never feel any better or that you never learn anything; on the contrary, you never stop learning.
It also doesn't mean that the work is pointless - in many ways, the work is the point. So perhaps we don't call it work? Perhaps it's a process - a journey.
Now I'm a big old grown-up, who's fully invested in this journey, but I will happily admit that there's a part of me that LONGS for a magic wand to fix it all.
I say this in the hopes it makes you feel better - I sometimes wish that something outside of me - some Fairy Godmother or benevolent Genie - will come and make it all better.
I wish there would be a snap of the fingers, and suddenly my mind would be clear, my body healthy, my energy high, my bank account full, my relationships simple, and my mood permanently buoyant.
It's a child part of me. And I'm not going to judge it. It deserves love as much as any other part of me. That child doesn't want to do the work. It just wants the reward. Well ok.
So how can I give that child part of me what it needs - yet stay committed to my path?
First, I have to recognise what that child part actually needs - because it isn't more motivation, or a kick up the bum, despite what the whip-cracking part of me says.
If that child part is piping up, it's a sure sign that I need more nurturing - that means more rest, more self-care - more compassion and understanding.
What does any unhappy child want? More love.
That's what gives us the fuel to keep going on the journey.
So to you, my friend, the biggest of big love. Keep going, you've got this.

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