Then there are the scars that no one can ever see directly. I am talking about the emotional scars that we all carry around. Those are the scars that manifest in ways that we may or may not like about ourselves. Emotional scars make some of us clingy, or bossy, or insecure. Whatever effect they have on us, they are real and permanent. But those are the scars that no one else can see. They are the scars that also say we have survived something small or something big. All too often, though, we don't want to tell about those emotional scars. We want to hide them away from the rest of the world. There is not a cream, or an ointment, or a procedure that we can get that will lessen the appearance of those emotional scars. They are already hidden from view except by our actions. So what do we do about those scars?
I think that we should talk about the emotional scars that we have. I am not suggesting that anyone stop random strangers on the street and unload a lifetime of baggage on the unsuspecting person. But we all have a friend, or we all need a friend, that we can share those hidden scars with. I don't think we should wory about how ugly the scars are. We shouldn't worry about what the other person might think. We all have scars. Some are bigger than others, but they all say that we are survivors. So instead of a story about collecting scars, or collecting damage, make it a story about how we survived something small or something large. That story will have more momentum because it can offer hope. Scars can offer hope. We are survivors. We have the scars, both visible and not, to prove it.