What’s Worse than Pain?

Flashback…….

I remember when I was much younger, I loved spending time at the kitchen balcony. It wasn’t so spacious, but the cool breeze made it my favorite spot.

Back then, we hadn’t raised our fence high, so a few loose blocks were just hanging there. One day, I stepped out for a walk, and right then, a block fell on my toes.

I couldn’t believe pain could be that intense. I eventually lost my big toenail. But don’t worry, it grew back.😅

That was pain, raw and physical. I believe you have similar experiences.

Now, years later, I find myself in my second week of Obstetrics and Gynaecology posting, and I’ll say this plainly: it isn’t easy to be a woman.

Childbirth is no joke. It’s another level of pain. My heart burns when I see some men treat women like they’re some worthless piece of trash or when medical professionals lack empathy towards their patients.

Pain is personal. It’s individually measured. Just because it didn’t hurt you doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt someone else deeply.

But what’s worse than pain? The answer is still pain….but on a different level.

I’ll call it emotional pain. That invisible kind. The one that chokes your chest, weighs down your heart, and silences your soul. Disappointment wrapped in regret. Tears held back by loud silence. It’s not the kind of pain that bruises the skin, but the kind that cuts deep into your spirit.

Have you ever lost someone close?

Been heartbroken, even when you gave nothing but love?

Been looked down on, insulted by someone who sees you as nothing but a puppet, incapable of greatness?

Have you ever felt so overwhelmed by life that ending it seemed like the only way out?

Have you ever sat alone, feeling stuck, thinking, “I should be further than this”?

Or maybe you’ve been abused, so now you hide behind a shell, haunted by memories that never leave?

Most of us have been there, some of us are still there. This kind of emotional pain often spills into the physical. That’s why some people cut themselves and don’t feel it. That’s why some people long for death, not because they want to die, but because they’ve stopped feeling. Their nervous system is still alive, but their soul is numb.

That’s the worst kind of pain. The kind that makes you numb but hurts badly within. So, what could possibly be the relief?

Painkillers are made for pain, right? But what do you take for soul wounds? What therapy reaches the depths of heartbreak, grief, and internal scars?

Dear Winnies,

Here’s my honest truth: Only Jesus can.

It might sound cliché. It might sound bland. But in those moments of deep anguish, it’s not just drugs or therapy you need. You need a Saviour who can reach where medicine cannot. Only He can touch the soul and bring peace to the storm within.

In your breakdown, when you can’t bear it anymore, tell Jesus. He’ll hear. He’ll come. He’ll hold you. Just surrender.

Only then can your hands rise, and your burdened soul feel light, because His yoke is easy, and His burden is light. He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

Let me stop here. Honestly, I was tearing up while writing this because I need Him too. There are things I’m trusting Him to lift off of me. And I know there are burdens in your life that only He can carry too.

Just say this little prayer:“God, help me.”From there, pour your heart out to Him. He’s listening.

Till I drop my next post, stay chilled, and love yourself more. ❤️💕