My mother once offered me a vase looking like crumpled paper saying: “It is crumpled like your life is“. I had just escaped from abuse.
However it is not my truth and it is my mission, my friend, my sister, to tell you that you are not broken nor damaged.
Whatever happened in the past, we came out of it alive and we can be proud to have overcame so many obstacles.
We could say that we are like a broken vase but which parts were glued together with gold (the Japanese art of Kintsugi). We are even more beautiful and stronger than the version of ourselves before the trauma happened.