Damaged Goods
You may have suffered trauma, abuse, neglect, a thousand bitter tragedies in your life. You may have taken countless wrong turns, sunk into despair, endured rejection, unrequited love. But you have survived, surmounted the jagged mountains of sorrow, learned to stretch, to be resilient to grow beyond the narrow confines of pity and resentment. Your cracks and crevises have been filled with the mortar of healing, your heart softened by tears of compassion. You are no longer damaged goods but richer than those who travel roads paved with gold, who roam honey-laden gardens. Your wounds have become tender mercies, your scars badges of courage emblazoned like stars.