Who Are We Behind Our Scars?

This question popped into my head as I sat eating lunch after having a few conversations with people who had been scarred. Who are we behind the scars? We all have scars. We all have wounds. How those scars got there varies, but regardless of how we all have scars....

It Was…

“If you stay quiet, this will only hurt you,” my friend said with compassion, knowing the environment I came from. Write it out. Say what happened. What happened was wrong— you were not wrong! It was a normal hectic day in the office, and I walked briskly...