WRITE A POST IN RESPONSE TO TODAY’S ONE – WORD PROMPT.
Scars! We all have them some on our bodies visible reminders of that specific tragedy that had befallen us, others… Others are not so visible the mental scars that we carry till the day we die. Those scars that to the rest of the world we do not show. They don’t know the pain and anguish those scars have caused us. They don’t see the effects of said scars that ripple through our lives like a rock skipping on a lake.
On rare occasions, we let others into our world and they get to see these particular scars. These scars that still haunt us and creep up and slam us in the face when we least expect it. We go to therapy, we try to forget them but those scars are like the air we breathe. We need them to move on, to make us stronger in spite of them.
I now know those scars are like badges of honor, they didn’t break me they only made me stronger and wiser. I wear them now with pride, I was able to overcome those scars and not let them debilitate me forever. If I can do it anyone can.
Don’t let your scars prevent you from moving on in life. Deal with them and turn them into just a distant memory (however unpleasant) that you can learn from and move on.