broken

2002-06-24 - 3:06 p.m.

It shouldn't be a competition to see who is more broken. We have all been shattered and glued back together. Sometimes we are stronger as a result, but it's hard to stay as pliable as we once were. The pain and disillusion, lost love and heartaches shouldn't be our main badges of honour.

Still, it's far too tempting to compare war wounds, nurse our scars, and pick at those little scabs. Even the pain itself means we are feeling something.

And it is a faint reminder that we wouldn't have the scar if we didn't once have something so sweet and valuable that it now hurts because it's gone. Thus the sweetness of the pain.

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