Two of them got torn open today.
But in both cases, I actually realized something. I am stronger than I was before. Stronger in the sense of better adapted. Stronger in the sense that I have more self-respect. And it is good to know that I still stand by the decisions I made.
Not that it doesn't hurt. It does. But that will pass. And that pain is necessary.
"And the scars remind us, that the past is real" - Papa Roach
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