Have you ever thrown up bleach? I hope not! And assuming you haven’t ever experienced this yourself, let me describe it for you: it’s agony. I’ve had to do it; to induce vomiting in order to regurgitate a stomach full of it. It’s terrifying, because everything in your body screams at you that it will be agony. That it will hurt worse than anything else you’ve ever felt. You would absolutely prefer not to.
And if you don’t, you’ll die.
That’s the thing. As horrible as it is to vomit up that bleach, it will kill you if it stays inside you. The best thing to do, of course, would be to never get it into you in the first place. But sometimes accidents happen, and you find yourself in a situation where you have to choose between bad and worse.
Sometimes you have a thought, or a memory, or an experience – an unpleasant one. Maybe you’ve gotten by for the past few days or past few decades by not letting that thought, memory, or experience work its way out of your system. You resisted it because letting yourself really live through it would feel like throwing up bleach.
But all pain is process. Physical, mental, emotional, spiritual – pain is something happening. And that thing might need to happen, because the alternative might be way worse.