Someone once told me that I am too broken as a person due to the things that happened to me in the past. I disagreed.
Yes, I may have been broken too many times. But it just made me a stronger and a more resilient person. Being broken didn’t discourage me from continuing to love other people despite the fact that I know that I might get hurt over and over again.
My brokenness taught me a lot of things. It may not be too evident that I learned but I keep those lessons close to my heart. They serve as my signs so I would know what to do next.
Being broken doesn’t mean that I haven’t healed. I have. But the scars will always be there and I consider them as “badges” of my being. I wouldn’t be who I am now if not for those experiences.
I would like to share with you an article I read about broken people. And I agree to everything written here. I hope that this would somehow clarify and correct notions about people like me.
Being broken is still great after all.