Scarred for Life

“She was either wildly naive, or dangerously intelligent. Her body, flecked with scars, was a puzzle of near misses and mistakes that she wouldn’t let herself repeat.”

I seem to be identifying lately with concepts such as these. I’ve always struggled with whether I’m feeling weak or strong, and whether or not the person I’ve become is who I’ll be forever. I’m not proud of myself anymore, some days I feel like I don’t even recognize myself in the mirror. I hope that something comes along soon to remind me of who I am, and to give me hope that life can improve.

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2 thoughts on “Scarred for Life

  1. Life can and will improve. I have been through many phases of pain and challenges in my lifetime and have grown in some way from each. Even when I have felt so stuck in a rut or that I would always endure a personal suffering, I managed to grow as a person. I look at things in such a different perspective now in my life, one that I do not believe I would have accomplished without all the trials. Positivity is reachable, all in our own time and way. Hope you find your way and days get better.

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