I had a "unpleasant" doctors visit a couple of months ago.
I do have internal physical scars that cause pain at times. Not too much pain. But enough to remind me of how they got there. They are inside me. So long ago, I told him he was hurting me. He didn't listen. That's where the scars are, exactly where I told him he was hurting me.
They bear witness.
I decided I should republish the blog. I don't need to add to it. Some of the old articles list themselves as new, but they are old. It bears witness to a long painful journey.
We keep our sunshine on Facebook. But life comes with some hard things.
Just as my scars are a constant reminder to me of one who would not hear me, I must always listen to others who are suffering. My scars ensure my empathy for others who are not heard.
I have other pursuits in life, and don't want to achieve my goals through 'victimhood'. So I leave this here.
I have important things to do on my journey. After witnessing hells, I see the path not just for myself but for others.
Life doesn't have to be this way. We can choose a better path.
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