Every scar tells a story. Every scar changes you. Every scar makes you even more beautiful.
The scars in your heart tell a story of bravery and vulnerability. They remind you of all the times you fell in love and the times your heart was fluttering with happiness. The times you put someone else’s happiness above your own and the times you believed against all odds. They remind you of the times you truly loved even though you swore you would never fall for anyone again. They remind you that even when your heart breaks, it still believes, it still hopes, it still finds the courage to try again even if it means adding one more scar.
The scars in your head take you back to all the battles you had to fight with yourself, how you learned to silence the toxic thoughts, how you managed to stop fear or self-doubt from getting to you when you wanted something that you didn’t know you could get. They take you back to all the times people let you down or told you false stories about who you are. They take you back to all the childhood messages you had to erase so you can start over, so you can begin again, so you can heal.
The scars on your body also tell a beautiful story of how you overcame pain or the bruises that came with crazy adventures and bold attempts. They remind you of your reckless days and your sleepless nights. They remind you that eventually the wounds heal and the pain slowly fades away. They remind you that things have a way of coming back together even if they’re sealed a little differently. They remind you that you can survive and that you’re a fighter. They remind you of all the times you got back up after life knocked you down and they remind you that life is full of bumps and bruises but it’s still worth living. It’s still beautiful and it’s worth fighting for.
There’s beauty in your scars and the stories they tell because they remind you of your strength and your healing. They remind you that at one point you showed up and you weren’t scared and instead of being ashamed of your scars, you wore them with pride. And for that, I’m proud of you. I’m proud of the way you wear your scars because they are deep and powerful and they hold a thousand beautiful untold stories.
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