There are 2 types of people (wounded people) in this world, one who hopes for time to soothe their anguish, another one who actually tries to forget that they even got a wound. Today I discovered the third type, the one who on top of the ache from already received damages, struggling more, reviving, wishing and hankering to fix the mar badly.

Which one do you reckon to be the miserable one here?

The one who awaits, the one who forgets, or the one who strains to repair through pain.