Scars make us who we are, Scars remind us we are stronger than our past and all other motivational shit you have heard about scars with scarred lion as a background, What if that is just a lie?.  I mean, have you ever literally searched for the meaning of this so overrated word, “SCAR”?. Google it then and the first definition you will come up with will be, “a mark left on the skin or within body tissue where a wound, burn, or sore has not healed completely and fibrous connective tissue has developed.”  See, scar is something which is not healed completely, you never heal! You just adjust with the circumstances, with the lies you keep telling yourself, because that’s what humans are best at, adapting to environment. I mean, common everyone has heard of “Darwin’s theory”. This is not about broken heart, this is not about breaking down, this is all about survival. This is what theory is, “Survival of the fittest”. You can’t just apply an ointment to a broken piece of yours and wait for it to heal. No it won’t heal completely ever, it is not supposed to.   That’s what scars actually do, they remind us of the one who gave these to us. So, going with the second part of definition of this word, a tissue develops over the unhealed skin. And that is exactly the same thing, which happens to us when we are scarred, we develop a wall around ourselves. We keep all our insecurities inside that wall, letting no one else cross that wall. Neither we allow ourselves to do anything about our condition, nor do we let anyone else help us out. And these insecurities, these guilty trips starts killing us inside with no one else to help us. We keep struggling with these demons we have created.  These demons feed on our soul, have you ever wondered being a shy extrovert, like you are at a party with friends, you want to be there, meet people, have fun but all you can do is being a wallflower.  This happens when you trade your soul with these demons for healing your scars, but actually you get so involved with the healing process and you want it so bad to be healed that you forget, you have other body parts too than that petty scar.  You are not brave for showing your scars proudly, you are not even coward for hiding your scars, you are just you because you have accepted the imperfect you. I won’t call this some divine intervention but you have upgraded some skills as a human that some things are not fine, some things might not work out, but life does. You have embraced your past, you don’t loathe it anymore. You have saudade for the things you have lost, for the things which broke you in your past but you have adorned them as your jewellery or that biker jacket which you wear on beautiful long rides.  So love the fact that you have gone through so much in such a young age. Most people aren’t enough lucky enough to have that feeling of love, let alone letting go and embracing that scar is an accomplishment. I mean, shouldn’t this be on checklist? Getting your heart broken by someone you love. It’s a daring thing to do and most importantly at the end of this adventurous journey, you do find a destination i.e. YOU.  Next time, someone asks you about your scar. Let them know this is something I have earned and I’ll do it again.   P. S. We all have scars, we all have stories.