self-recovery

I can’t stand when something’s broken.

For all the good reasons or all the bad reasons, its broken. It has a wound. A wound can take you to the hospital, make you get stitches, make you agonize by the pain or simply cause you an uncomfortably time. A wound, may be treated the right way or the wrong way. When you treat a wound a good way, you cleanse it, you try to make it better, others try to make it better, and little by little it will recover. If you’re REALLY lucky the scar won’t be so visible. If you treat it the bad way, like touching it, not taking care of the injury and OVERALL making the wrong moves at wrong times will leave a VERY VISIBLE SCAR. Try to cover it up with clothe, with make-up, with photoshop effects GUESS WHAT it’s still there. Its in your gut (or your heart) to:

~remember the cause of what left you marked, and being overwhelmed by it and to fall from the tower you had built.

~remember the cause of what left you marked, and realizing how strong you are by carrying it around and saying: “damn right, I got hurt, but moved on with my life. I may not be the happiest, most-blessed, best-looking person, but I’m certainly a fighter and I can recover of whatever I want to when I want to.”

So why, instead of making all the right moves, taking all the right ways and making it a “nicer” scar, do we sometimes just want the scar to be uglier, worst-looking and “painfuller”?

Its a matter of self-confidence, self-respect and self-consciousness. Take the right ways, the right paths, and maybe we’ll reduce the size of our scars.