You can't take the pain away. Time is your friend, your enemy. Pictures haunt you about things unsaid, undone. There is no escape the ache from inside your soul. Words are of little comfort.
Tomorrow comes, the ache is a moment older.
Not knowing, uncertainty, no control, random thoughts bombard your consciousness. Life goes on and past the pain. Sometimes you just have to be to go on. Healing is slow, calculating, unknown to you. Reality is facing the ghosts of the past and surviving for the future.