The words he said left an echo which has only now, begun to fade.
“I didn’t break you, you were already broken”. It felt like a hundred pins were stuck into me all at once, with my body’s gating mechanism shut down so that I could feel the pain in every cell of every part of my body. He broke my heart, but it was my whole body which fell apart.

“Broken”- he called me. I was damaged, damaged goods with no value. I spent a long time trying to make sense of that word. A little longer, I spent on anyone who could fix- broken. God, I hated that word.

I wish I could say- that I realized the words he spoke that night were false, lies and nothing more but I can’t. I’m only just now learning, maybe he was right; maybe I am broken; but I am so done waiting around for him to come and fix me.

The image above is courtesy ofΒ Lost Treasures

28 thoughts on “Broken-

  1. We do get broken at times, but that should not stop us from getting fixed…and we do not have to wait for someone to do that for us…we pick ourselves up and get things right again! It is not easy, broken never is, but it is fixable! Love your post. πŸ™‚

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