We’re all a little broken. A little damaged. We have jagged edges from carving our way through a not so peaceful life.
We’ve mended ourselves in the only way we knew how to.
Damn straight! We didn’t go back to what we were before.
Lessons teach you that.
You lose tiny shards of who yourself.
This prevents the other pieces from fitting like they used to.
It takes strength, bravery, and resiliency to always see your worth.
Regardless of the visible imperfections that are now on your surface.
So what…you’re not smooth anymore!
You are still useful to someone, and yourself.
Be proud of the scars!
They are proof of the battles that you’ve endured and conquered.
They become your armour so that you can continue to survive.
Wear them proudly.
