On Scars and Losses

On Scars and Losses

It’s just the transmutation of the pain by giving it an art form, keeping himself busy in the process. Every inch of it speaks of the deep sorrow. Nobody has any idea how much that pain of loss can kill the inside of a person. Yet it’s a cold, harsh, nasty, judgemental world full of hatred. It takes sheer courage to save yourself from dying bit by bit. And yes there is no recovery, you just learn to live with it. Never underestimate the loss of a person which leaves permanent scars behind. You only realise the beauty of the scars of a person when you yourself have some or have gone through some devastating loss.

Yes, some things are meant to be permanent. The pain. The loss. The scars. They simply never go away. No matter how much ever you try. Yet these are beautiful. They belong to you. They make you ‘you’. I have zero respect and zero tolerance for a person who has no empathy and doesn’t respect anybody’s scars. ‘If you can’t heal them for anyone, haven’t got them yet yourself, you only deserve a kick in the butt by judging somebody for having them. Also, it’s an inseparable part of them. It’s what makes that person beautiful.

If you can’t love that broken part of a person, then you don’t deserve to love any part of him/her.

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