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Imperfect
 A Whisper from my soul
All things that humans do are all charged to their faults.
God made our mind to control anything and made our heart to balance everything.
But what really lies from that existence depends on one's self.
What you do in your life depends on your strength and courage.
One beginning, different plot, one end; that's the real story of life.
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Journal: Superglue pt. 1
Saturday, July 01, 2023
6:45:00 PM
I had a realization that completely shifted my perspective on healing and love. For so long, I had believed that in order to move forward and experience love again, I needed to become whole once more. I thought I had to fix every broken piece within myself, as if I were some kind of puzzle waiting to be solved. However, today I realized that it's not about being whole again; it's about putting those pieces together. Life has a way of breaking us apart, leaving us shattered and feeling lost. We go through experiences that leave scars, whether they're from heartbreak, loss, or disappointment. We become fragmented, unsure of how to pick up the broken fragments of our lives. But what I failed to understand until now is that the journey to healing isn't about erasing those cracks or pretending they never existed. It's about embracing them and allowing ourselves to grow through the process of piecing ourselves back together. When we try to hide our brokenness, we deny ourselves the opportunity to heal authentically. It's in acknowledging our wounds, accepting our vulnerabilities, and tending to them with compassion that we truly find the strength to rebuild. Just like a mosaic, where each broken piece contributes to the artwork's beauty, our scars and broken parts are integral to our own uniqueness and strength. Love, too, is not about finding someone who can fix us or complete us. It's about finding someone who sees our brokenness and cherishes us in spite of it. It's about connecting with someone who understands that healing is a continuous journey and that we are all a work in progress. When we gather the strength to put ourselves back together, we become even more capable of loving deeply and authentically. Today I let go of the notion that I must be whole again to deserve love. Instead, I embrace the idea that my brokenness is part of my story, and it doesn't define my worthiness of love. I will take each fragmented piece and tenderly place them together, allowing myself to grow stronger and more resilient in the process. And when the time is right, I will open my heart to love again, knowing that I am more than the sum of my broken parts. It's not about being whole again, but rather about embracing my brokenness and putting those pieces together. And with every step forward, I will become a testament to the beauty that can emerge from the mending process. |