When What Doesn't Kill You Also Doesn't Make You Stronger
This is for anyone who has been changed by a traumatic event. You find yourself wishing you could be the person you were before and your friends and family expect you to be the person you were before.
But sometimes, what doesn’t kill you does not make you stronger.
Sometimes what doesn’t kill you cripples you; you hobble, unable to put one foot in front of the other. You trip and stumble. There is no confidence in your stride.
What doesn’t kill you maims you; there is a piece of you that is missing. You feel empty and hollowed out.
What doesn’t kill you wounds you; it is a wound that does not heal. It stays open and weeping. It is red and angry and sore.
What doesn’t kill you pierces your armor; leaving you defenseless and vulnerable to the next attack. You withdraw and retreat to protect yourself.
You are not the same person as before.
You are strong — but not stronger.
Eventually, the broken pieces are repaired. You must become motionless for the healing to begin.
The empty spaces regenerate, once hollow they become filled. Love, forgiveness, understanding and gratitude replace the vacuum.
A scab forms over the wound. It becomes thicker over time. When the scab falls off there is a scar. Shiny pink skin is revealed. It looks fragile but it is tough and resilient.
The damaged armor is left as is. You understand things differently now. There is no defense against what life throws in your path. You remain vulnerable but you bolster your weakened armor with friendships and love.
You are forever changed. You are not stronger, but you are strong enough.