Jodi PicoultI always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.
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I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting. “Scars are proof that you were here,” says actress Alison Brie. “They are proof that you were alive.” The scars of your past are proof that you once lived. They are proof that you have seen hurtful things and have suffered through them.
Scars aren’t just evidence of past pain, however. They also remind us not to forget the times we have felt pain or suffered through hard times. When we see the scars of our past, we remember that no matter how happy we are today, there will always be another day where we can feel pain again.
We don’t want to live our lives in the past or forget about it, so we need to remember our scars so that we don’t forget the pain or the times when our hearts have been broken.
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