We don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own and when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life. Everything… affects everything. However there is always something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with. The scars have the power to remind us that the past is real. Though physical memorable such as photos, gifts etc. can be misplaced or thrown away but the memories of all that happened will always remind no matter what.
The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers. Through those memories, we will find out who we are and what we want, and then we realize that people we’ve known forever don’t see things the way we do. So we keep the wonderful memories but find ourselves moving on. It’s perfectly normal.
All our life we have been put through so much emotional pain and we’ve let ourselves just sit and drown in it. No one’s going to look at us and tell us they love us when that’s exactly what you want, life doesn’t work like that. We need to love ourselves. We are what we are.
Sincerely yours with love always,
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