Sense

We spend our lives trying to stay unbroken - as if pain is a flaw, as if cracks mean failure. But in truth, the breaking is the beginning. The fire you walked through wasn’t meant to destroy you. It was meant to burn off the illusions. The expectations. The masks.

You were never meant to stay untouched. You were meant to be reshaped - by truth, by loss, by love, by silence.

Scars don’t make you less sacred. They mark the moments you rose instead of ran. They are reminders that even in the face of collapse, you chose to continue. Not as who you were, but as who you truly are.

So no, don’t mourn the old self. That version of you wasn’t real -just safe. Be grateful for the breaking. It brought you back to what’s honest, raw, and divine. It made you real. ✨🪷