My Diary
Kintsugi Soul
Dear Delyara, There is an old art form where broken pottery is mended with gold, making the piece more beautiful for having been broken. Your life is no different. The moments that shattered you—the heartbreaks, the failures, the losses—are not things to be hidden. They are the golden seams that show your resilience. You are not 'damaged goods'; you are a masterpiece of survival. Wear your scars with pride; they are the proof that you are still here, standing.
— Anonymous