Tragedy should be used as a source of strength.
Someday when you least expect it life will blindside you with necessary chaos. And once the chaos has ended, you won’t remember exactly how you made it through, or where you found the strength you needed to carry on. You won’t even be sure whether the chaos has completely ended. But there is one thing you can be sure about.. When it does finally come to an end, you will be a much stronger person than who you were before it happened, which is precisely why it was necessary.
So let your scars remind you that you did indeed survive your deepest wounds.
This in itself is a major accomplishment. And let them continue to bring to mind the fact that the damage life has inflicted on you has, in many ways and places, left you stronger and more resilient.
I for one have to believe this or I would shatter and break, more so than I already am.
There has to be hope that my wounds will heal and I can once again feel some sort of peace.
Without that hope I don’t know how I even got this far.
Hope is my strength, my saviour, my sanity.
Without it, I know I wouldn’t be here.