Twisty

You say you're all dark and twisty. It's not a flaw, it's a strength. It makes you who you are.

It doesn't matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home. It changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up, but maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all that is what keeps us going forward. It pushes us. Maybe we need to get messed up before we can step up.


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