
08/10/2025
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Scars, traumas, regrets โ not all of them have meaning.
They sit there, raw and bleeding, refusing to close, refusing to heal, sinking deeper until they become part of you.
But scars that teach are Good damage. They mean you lived, you learned, and you grew.
It shapes you. It makes you real. And maybe thatโs all life is, the point isnโt healing, but knowing the damage is still there, and so are you.
Or is that only what we tell ourselves?
That these scars are something holy, that the body wouldnโt keep them if they werenโt meant to mean.
Youโd do anything, everything, just to make sense of the hurt.
What was it for?
Nothing, and the nothing hurts more than the pain ever did.
All this damage,
and I got nothing out of it.
๐ชถ|Jhermaine Aunzo
๐ป|John Coritana