Gift of Darkness

Sometimes I find solace in pinning a moment in my life when someone had hurt me to the point of breaking and saying, “This, this is when it all went to hell.” I remember the pain, and I have a clear visual of the impossibly deep scar left behind. I’m starting to realize now however, that I’ve gained a lot from these people. I want to believe that I’ve become a better person, that this gift of darkness that I received had something to give.

I don’t say this to condone what pain they caused or to even slightly misrepresent how much they hurt me. Hurting someone, especially someone who trusts and loves you is a nasty thing to do. But I think sometimes I forget the good that sometimes comes with the bad. And I just wanted to take a moment to remember that the experiences I’ve had made me who I am.


& I like who I am.



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