About 15 years ago, I broke my leg playing soccer. It was a bad break, a compound or open fracture, which means the bone broke through the skin. I stopped screaming of pain only because I was tired of screaming. It hurt. I had surgery and they put a metal pin in my leg and screwed it to my bone. I still have scars from the screws and where they inserted the pin. For the most part, I don’t notice them anymore, but when my 2-year-old comes to sit on my lap while I’m in a cross-legged position, she sometimes sits on my screw scars and it’s still sensitive there and I readjust her.
Still sensitive there. 15 years later. Some scars are forever. Physical. Emotional. Mental. Physical ones are hard to do anything about. Probably also true of many emotional and mental ones too, but I like to think I have a better chance of healing from those. One thing I find helpful is to think of the offender and their point of view. To take a mild example: Is that person who cut me off in traffic still thinking about me 5 minutes later? Then why in the world am I still thinking about them? Why would I want to spend another moment or ounce of energy thinking about them? You’ve got better things to do. Try to move on.