Thrive vs. Survive

I've been thinking about the concept of pain a lot in the last couple days. Physical and emotional. And I got to wondering if it's ever really supposed to stop. I mean with every scratch comes a scar, with every sickness comes a side effect, with every serious injury comes an after effect, and with every heartbreak comes a million memories following close behind. Sometimes pain just doesn't stop. I injured my ankle a year and a half ago and it has yet to heal. And it doesn't really ever feel good, I just sort of get used to the pain. And when I run through it, even though it hurts like heck, somehow it doesn't feel so much like a burden. My heart broke a month and a half ago, and that has yet to get any less painful. It also has yet to get any easier whatsoever. So here's what I'm thinking, when it comes to pain, is it supposed to stop? Or simply get easier to cope with? So far I don't have an answer to this. But what I do know is that some wounds just don't heal. What I also know is that some do. Which is where I get confused. Some things hurt more than other things. Some things are easier to bounce back from. And some are a lot harder. But what are you supposed to do with pain so great that you can barely even fathom it? Does it get better? Does it heal? Or does it just get different? And does it make you different along with it? It's not always easy to wait for an answer to these questions. So we cope. We get by. But living isn't getting by day by day. That's surviving. And I don't know about you, but I don't wanna live to survive. I wanna live to thrive, That's what living organisms are supposed to do, we're supposed to thrive. And it's hard to thrive when you're simply getting by day after day.