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The thing is, none of it is really fixed.  It's just temporarily covered over.  It can't be found that easily anymore.  The surface is smooth and gentle, free of the roughness and imperfections that characterized it previously.  But it's still there.  Underneath that calm surface is a sea more turbulent than it was before.  It still boils and rages, but now it can't be found nearly as easily as before.

The problem presents itself once the surface is breached, when the tranquility disappears and the turbulence takes over.  Because it is consistently ignored, avoided, covered over, it is that much worse once it finally comes out and reveals its true nature.  Perhaps it is all a mistake.  Perhaps attempting to make it better actually just makes it worse.

It may hurt less often, but it hurts that much worse when it does.  Everything is suddenly deeper.  It takes more effort to reach down to the pain and agony, but once the satisfaction and peace that covers it has subsided, if only temporarily, it all comes rushing back.  Maybe it's all wrong.  Maybe pretending it's not there even on occasion makes everything worse. 

Maybe this is all a terrible mistake.  Either way, it's a huge gamble, and parts of it are bad decisions, and parts of it are going to cause extreme pain.  Then why?  Perhaps the answer to that question doesn't even exist.  Perhaps it is all a vain attempt to pretend at everything.  But the lesson was learned long ago that pretending doesn't tend to make it any better.  The trend continues nonetheless.