It’s known that hurting people hurt other people. Intentionally and unintentionally. Your traumas will always be a part of you but you get to decide how you carry them. Do you learn from them? Do you let them change you into a better more loving, compassionate, and giving person? Or do you carry them in a way that will keep wounding you?

I’ve collected

My traumas

Like trinkets

In my pocket

I pull them out

And look at them

The angles

The points

The edges

The teeth

They change

Over time

And eventually

They will be gems

Because of me

And I’ll wear them

Proudly

For all to see