Healing comes fastest through somebody else's hunger, not through one more inspection of your own wound.
A person bent over their own condition keeps producing the emotion that condition produces, the emotion narrows what they will attempt, and the narrowing hardens into a life. Self-examination cannot break that loop, because examining is more of the same attention aimed at the same place.
Yahweh puts the cure outside the sufferer: bread into another mouth, a yoke lifted off another back. The dawn and the speed of it land on the one who spent himself, and Yahweh's own glory takes the position behind him, which is the position a man cannot guard for himself. Stay bent over the wound and a decade passes with the wound as the only subject.