Open Wound or Ugly Scar: The Choice is Yours.

"The real healing begins when you decide to chose an ugly scar over an open wound."

#joyous perspective

I'm what most people would call 'accident prone'.

I have a tendency to have some cut or bruise on my body at any given moment in time. When I was a kid, I was the one who always had a skinned knee or elbow. I remember my mom threatening to buy me knee and elbow pads to wear to school. Funny, I got so accustomed to having these wounds that they became a focal point for me and turned into a nasty habit. I would sit in class or front of the television and pick at my scabbing wound. Eventually, you guessed it, it would begin to bleed out again, and I'd need a new bandaid. I was finally broken of the habit when I started noticing boys. I didn't want them to see this nasty evidence of my clumsiness.

But unfortunately, the nasty wounds would become an ugly scar sometimes.

My body still carried on it scars from severe falls or accidents from under the age of 10. I don't think they'll ever go away. And you know what? I'm okay with that because each one tells a story. A story that ends in a wound, sometimes even antibiotics, but it's closed up now and just a scar.

We've also got wounds that form unseen in our emotional and mental space, don't we?

Some of them were wielded upon us by people or life events we could not avoid. Others were completely self-induced and perpetuated. Once they are there, we can ignore them, even pick at them once scab forms and induce bleeding all over again. They can become infected, and the once non-physical wound can impact more than our psyche. It will spread to our body and make us ill. Just like teenager Joy, we will have to make the decision that this gaping wound is less desirable than even the ugliest scar. But no one can make us stop picking at it, especially if it obsesses us.

Only we can decide to choose to heal.

That living with a scar is better than any open wound.

Maybe it's time?

Cheers.