SCARS
I’ve learned to uncover my blessings. I’ve taught myself to look deeper to extract the good and the God from seemingly insurmountable circumstances. Not doing so became a matter of life or death. A little over a decade ago I wanted to die. I didn’t see the point of it anymore…this moving around pretending that my existence mattered. I didn’t feel or see my value. I felt used up, burnt out, and beaten down. I’d drive my car and think “Today could be it...?” I’d imagine it. One evening while I was driving through West Philly I said quietly to...
