fiftytwostories:

Don’t hide your scars. Though there will be times when they ache, though you can run your finger along them and feel, vividly, that so particular numbness, though they might seem ugly and worthy of naught but hiding, though you can cover them with makeup or even fresh wounds, though sometimes they tear and bleed anew, though you may hate them and long only for sound flesh, you should never be ashamed of them because they are the written history of what brought you to right here and now. By our scars we are our own greatest works of literature, whose pages will only ever be shared with a precious few, each of which is not an end in itself, as we so often believe, but only mark the end of one chapter and the beginning of the next. We are stories written in blood upon sound flesh, and so long as we never bleed in vain then the scars will be there to remind us of the lessons we’ve learned and of all the people we once were. There is strength in that, and beauty, if only you know to look for it.