My therapist told me at the beginning that only I knew what I needed to heal. So I have looked inside to discover that and have taken many steps along the path. I think of healing as coming back to some sort of ground zero, but it is not an endpoint, just getting back to where I would have been if I wasn't wounded. At the same time, I move forward on the other tracks of my life and grow. The wounds heal along their own path, which criss crosses the trails heading into the future. The more I heal, the more I grow and the richer my life.