03/29/2026
Someone hurts us, and we chase them. We turn the betrayal over and over, searching for the explanation that will make it hurt less. We convince ourselves that if we just understand why, we can metabolize the pain. Make it make sense.
But here's what I've learned the hard way: some people hurt you and there's no reason that will satisfy you. No explanation that will make the math work out. They hurt you because they were capable of it, because something in them was willing to do it, because in that moment your pain mattered less to them than whatever they wanted.
And you can spend years trying to reverse-engineer what you did to deserve it, or you can accept the harder truth: you didn't. It wasn't about you being good enough or careful enough or lovable enough. Sometimes people just bite.
The instinct to chase the snake makes sense. If you can figure out what you did wrong, you can avoid doing it again. You can protect yourself from future hurt by being better, smaller, more careful. But that's not protection. That's just shrinking yourself to fit around other people's capacity for cruelty. That's deciding you're the problem when the actual problem is the person who decided hurting you was acceptable.
And the thing about chasing snakes for answers? You're still in the grass. Still close enough to get bitten again. Still giving your energy to something that's already poisoned you once.
Moving toward safety doesn't mean pretending it didn't hurt. Doesn't mean forgiving immediately or deciding you're over it because you should be. It just means: you stop giving them more of you. Stop trying to convince them you didn't deserve it. Stop waiting for the apology that makes it all make sense.
You pull the venom out. You bandage the wound. You notice that it's healing slower than you'd like and you let it heal anyway, at its own pace, without rushing it.
And you keep going. But because staying in the woods with the snake, demanding answers it can't give and wouldn't give even if it could, isn't healing. It's just getting bitten over and over in your mind until the original wound doesn't even matter anymore, you're just stuck in the loop of trying to understand why you weren't worth protecting.
You were worth protecting. You are worth protecting. The fact that someone hurt you only means that you crossed paths with someone capable of harm, and they chose harm. That's on them. Not you.
So stop chasing. Stop trying to make sense of senseless cruelty. Stop turning yourself inside out looking for the flaw that justified the bite.
Move toward safety. Treat the wound. Keep going.
The snake doesn't deserve any more of your time.