My brother was out for the past week with his girlfriend, it was a wonderful trip, as it always is when I get to see my bro (that’s him in the pic with me), but he said something to me that really got me thinking, something that kind of brought together a number of ideas for me, a culmination of things that finally meshed and merged when I attended the San Diego Pain Summit last month. A pieces falling into place sort of thing.
What he said was that even when my pain levels were the same as they were the year before, I seemed to be doing so much better now. And he’s so right – my life is so much better now, even when the pain isn’t all that much better. My mindset is so much better now, my approach to pain so much better now, my outlook is so much better now.
Why is that?
Because I’m not waiting anymore. I’m not waiting to resume my life once the pain is gone anymore. I’m not waiting to start the next big thing or to enjoy this or do that once the pain is gone anymore. I’m not in the pain holding pattern I feel like I’ve been in for the last 5+ years anymore.
I’m living my life now. Even when there’s pain.
Even though I’ve learned a lot and have progressed a lot over the years, as you have witnessed if you’ve followed this blog, I was still kind of waiting for the pain to be gone for good before I started up my life again.
I don’t know that I knew I was waiting.
It wasn’t a conscious or vocalized statement of “once the pain is gone, I’ll do x, y, and z”. Rather, it was just sort of an expectant, hesitant, anxious-y kind of feeling over the matter that we all get at times (well, that I get at times) when we’re waiting for something to happen: an upcoming presentation, a vacation, a big event, a phone call, a doctor’s appointment. So even though I may have never formally vocalized the thought, even to myself, I felt like once the pain was gone, then I could finally figure out the rest of my life.
Once the pain was gone, then I could write my book. Once the pain was gone, then I could start writing this blog in earnest. Once the pain was gone, then I could find my new sport, my new activity, my new running (I still miss running. Oh running, you done me good back in the day). Once the pain was gone, then I could really start to help others because only then would I know what this pain thing was all about. Once the pain was gone, then I could start a new career. Once the pain was gone, then I could start…
Once the pain was gone, then I could start life again
But the thing about life is, it’s happening right now. It’s not waiting on me while I wait on my pain to be gone.
So, even though I had a major breakthrough last year when we were here in Colorado – a time when I finally realized that I wasn’t weak, fragile, and breakable, a time when I finally stopped fearing movement, in particular, moving wrong – and even though I knew the breakthrough was a giant leap forward, I still thought of it more as a giant leap toward getting me closer to that day the pain would be gone for good.
The day that my life would start up again.
I didn’t realize I was in this holding pattern of pain until the San Diego Pain Summit this year. As I mentioned in an earlier post, a couple things really stood out to me at the conference. The first was when Lorimer Moseley– my pain mentor and the neuroscientist who’s work on Explaining Pain changed my life, who’s work helped usher in the aforementioned breakthrough because I finally understood that pain didn’t equal damage – said that we will never really understand pain until we understand consciousness, because pain is a conscious experience.
Starting life again and self-expression
It finally clicked to me that pain isn’t just about science or medicine, it’s about humans, too. It gave me permission, so to speak, to not worry so much about the scientific underpinnings of my own pain, the scientific cause of my pain, the scientific solution to my pain, and allowed me to accept and embrace some of the uniquely human underpinnings of my pain, perhaps less well understood but no less important.
The second piece of the puzzle that made the picture a bit clearer for me was when Eric Kruger talked about how important it is for people with chronic pain to be able to fully express their pain, to be open and honest and real about their pain. Only by expressing our pain can we open ourselves up to being reassured that we’re ok, that everything is alright, and that we are safe.
This full, honest self-expression allows people in pain to move forward, to get out of their own holding patterns, to get on with life, even if the pain is still there, even if there is still some uncertainty.
The truth is, there is likely always going to be an element of uncertainty with our pain; the causes and the fixes may never be clearly understood. And that’s ok. Much of our world, much of our existence, comes with a dose of uncertainty. We don’t have it all figured out. We don’t have to.
We don’t need to figure it all it out to exist, to be, to live. To love and laugh and learn and grow and give.
We can live with uncertainty. We can live with pain. We can search for answers, but we are not failures if we don’t discover them. We are successful with each attempt, with each step closer to understanding.
That’s the science.
But the key is understanding that we don’t have to wait for the answers, that we can live life right now, even if we never fully understand the cause of our pain.
We can live well with our pain. Through education, movement, mindfulness and addressing our responses to stress. Through self-expression and creativity. Through nourishing foods and nourishing relationships. Through play and enjoyment, love and gratitude, and appreciating the simple things and celebrating the small victories.
That’s the art. That’s living.
Loving and being loved
When I interviewed Lorimer Moseley for a paper last year, I asked him what was the one thing he would tell someone in chronic pain that he thought would best help them to manage their pain. His response was “to love and be loved”.
I think that’s incredibly powerful and incredibly important. And, incredibly, rarely talked about. I think it refers not only to loving and being loved by others, but also to loving and being loved by ourselves.
Pain often comes with a lot of guilt, shame, feelings of failure, anger, sadness, fear, and hopelessness. It can be hard to love yourself when you’re in pain, which makes it harder to love and be loved by others.
The permission I didn’t know I needed
I feel like now I have permission to love myself, even though I have pain, even though I don’t have all the answers as to why, even if I may never be rid of it. I can love myself, and love and be loved by others, even though sometimes I’m scared or angry or frustrated or sad. I finally feel like I can express my true self, whether I’m up or down, happy or sad, in pain or not.
I can move forward. I can live without asterisks.
I am finally permitting myself to accept some of the uncertainty that comes packaged with pain and allowing myself to exit the holding pattern I’ve been holding myself in for so long.
I don’t have to wait for the answers to live right now.
We don’t have to wait for the answers to live right now.
The art and science of life
So I felt, in a sense, that the Pain Summit gave me this permission to not have the answers. It gave me permission to not have to be so science-y, and that I could be a bit more human and humane in my approach to pain, both my own and others’.
The totality of the human experience isn’t well understood. It’s something we take for granted. But it’s our human experiences that do much more good (or harm) for pain management than any specific procedure or treatment modality, in my experience.
It’s the interactions between peoples: between doctor and patient, between friends, between partners, between cohorts in a group therapy setting, between strangers on the subway, between coach and client, between speaker and listener, between members of a community, between peoples of the world.
It’s the interactions between ourselves and our world: with nature, with our communities, with our culture, with our society, with our local and global environments, with all the things we enjoy and appreciate in the world, be it art, literature, music, food, poetry, parks, nature, photography, dance, theater, movies, books.
It’s the interactions within ourselves: our self-talk, our creative outlets and ability to express ourselves, our values, our purpose, our thoughts, our hopes, our fears, our dreams, our actions. Our meaning.
It’s ok not to have all the answers
It’s ok to have some pain and some uncertainty. We don’t need pain to be solved, or life to be solved for that matter, to talk, touch, hug, listen, share, love, relate to, laugh, cry, tell stories, share meals, travel, dance, live, learn, grow, give.
We don’t need to be certain in order to be creative, be happy, be grateful, be hopeful, be helpful. To love and be loved.
We also don’t need to apologize for being cranky or mad or frustrated or lost sometimes. We don’t need to apologize for our pain, we don’t have to hide it.
And it’s ok to talk about pain or to express it in some other way: through writing, through art, through movement, through music, through photography, through therapy…through sharing our stories in our own unique ways.
For me, fully expressing myself means I can live right now, rather than continue waiting for the pain to be gone in order for my true self to come out.
This is my true self.
This is who I am right now, pain and all. Tomorrow may be different. But that’s true of all of us all the time, not just when we’re in pain. Hopefully we’re all continuing to learn, grow, develop, and change over time.
So, I feel like I’ve been given permission to stop waiting for the pain to go away to be me again; I am free to just be me, right now and always.
The pressure is off. A bit (a lot a bit) of the stress and anxiety and fear of failure at this pain thing has been lifted. It’s like I can breathe a bit easier, be a bit easier.
See, prior to this, I had felt like I was doing this pain thing wrong, thereby doing life wrong. So it was incredibly freeing to realize that I wasn’t doing it wrong, that I wasn’t a failure because I still had pain, that I am doing my best and my best is pretty damn good.
I’m giving you permission, too. Whatever your outlet is, go ahead and express yourself. It’s ok. Not only is it ok, it feels awesome.
We are allowed to just be us.
We don’t have to wait for better days, for the next big thing to happen, for that certain something to be checked off the list, in order to live right now. We don’t have to wait for answers, for guarantees, for certainty.
Now is all we have, it’s the only guarantee.
We can stop circling in a holding pattern above our lives and finally land in the midst of it and live it. It won’t always be pretty. It won’t always be easy. It won’t always be ideal.
But it will always be ours.
And sometimes it will be pretty. And pretty awesome.
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