What does healing mean to you?

Accepting it all, what I think is good or I think is bad, as it is *truthfully,* right here, right now.  Realizing that while I may know where I want to be (aka not in pain, not in denial, not in fear) but being gentle and loving with myself and being just fine with the fact that I'm not there yet.

Of course these posts always come up at the best time (synchronicity) as am currently "trying" to heal from a painful situation that has brought me symptoms of what you might call ptsd in the recent years.  I realized that when I acknowledged where I was, and how alone and lost and scared I felt, AND decided to face it and talk to a professional (I've tried it before, but not with specific topic-expert people), I opened up Pandora's box.  But instead of having it flood me with feelings I thought I couldn't control, now it just sits there, laden with hard thoughts, in the corner of my heart, but it's kinder than I thought it would be.  The box doesn't randomly shoot things out at me and give me flashbacks or random anger and hate anymore.  It's like all those things it kept throwing at me were so that I would acknowledge it was in the room, and the more I ignored it, the more attention-seeking it got, like a stubborn child.  Now I see the box in the corner and that it's just a little kid that wants to be told "I love you." 

Not there in saying it yet, but at least I'm ok with the box being in the room.  And that's a start.