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1. #Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare how to#
2. #Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare skin#
3. #Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare full#

It was routine and it was my job to change their minds.

#Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare full#

I was back in the large dusty room where my mind decided to finally break.Ī court room full of a jury with the same condition: glued eyes and closed ears set on what they were told, not on what was true. And although I could feel my wife’s hand grip my own, and her words trying to beckon me back to our bedroom, I couldn’t return. Do you see how frustrating that is? I tried… but I… failed… how could I fail?” I noticed my heart rate pick up and beat violently, I saw the memories of a year ago begin to play out vividly in front of me, as though I stood there again, front row to my mistakes. “Yes,” I sighed, hating that my night terrors were doing this to her. Though sometimes they are difficult to look at, I am unashamed of my scars because these scars make me who I am. Every one of my scars tells a story of amazing victories and horrendous defeats. My scars are a reminder of everything I have been through physical and emotional. My pain may sometimes return, someone may still poke a wound in my heart and cause me pain, but my life will continue regardless of those setbacks. Though scars take years to fade, some never fading completely, they will heal almost completely, and like my scars, I will heal almost completely as well. Though you have been torn, there is deeper healing going on inside, and though you have been wounded, the remainder of your wounds, your scars, continue to proclaim your strength to endure every hardship you have been through. These scars tell of a process you go through to continue to grow no matter what life throws your way. Your internal scars show not only how much you have been through, but how much you continue to make it through. Your body survived and displays this mark as its sign of victory. Though scars usually tell a story of a painful experience, they also tell the story of a beautiful victory. I am still trying to heal from wounds that have been inflicted on me. My wounds from staph infection are painful at times because on the inside my body is still trying to recover. The interesting things about scars is that some scars are essentially wounds deep inside that are still healing. Like the wounds that caused these scars, the wounds that have been inflicted on my heart are deep and significant.

Some stories are deeper and more significant than others. Scars: They’re ugly yet beautiful reminders of a painful past.

#Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare how to#

By this time, I knew how to handle this, and I went straight to the doctor, received a longer prescription, and to this day, I am completely free the infection, with the exception of three white scars on my stomach. I had to take medication for the next few weeks, but the prescription failed to kill all of the infection and so the MRSA returned with one more irritating boil. The staph infection turned out to be MRSA, an antibiotic resistant form of staph. Eventually, I went to the doctor who swabbed at the area so that he could take a culture and test it for staph. Every time I moved the pain was almost unbearable.

#Everyone has a story to tell and a scar to bare skin#

I had two more develop on the skin on top of my pelvic bone. I watched the first boil explode into a bloody, pussy mess, but when I tried to bandage and dress the wound, my bandages irritated the sensitive area and the boils spread. Sometimes I rolled back in forth in my bed, crying from how these wounds hurt. There were nights when I would lay completely still, but the pain would persist. I took about eight Tylenol day and still the pain would not subside. When I was going into my freshman year of high school, I started developing similar painful boils on my stomach. When one of my sister’s best friends got staph, and then she started developing boils, we saw the gross and painful effects of this potentially deadly infection. They would be proven wrong.When I was in the eighth grade, the fear of staph infection was a real thing. Everyone thought that since Wei Wuxian was a cultivator that they would be finished quickly, and nothing would change.

An unfamiliar person shows up telling everyone that they were going to right wrongs, that they were going to watch memories, reveal the truth behind each scar on Wei Wuxian. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully with a smile on his face. At the front of the room is Wei Wuxian, only in pants, suspended as if he was tied to a cross, and unconscious.