Tell a lie once and all your truths become questionable. We cannot believe so easily. Even salt looks like sugar. I had become a mask so long i’d forgotten who I was beneath. This was not my first time. However, on this occasion when I removed it, a little of my skin came off. Vulnerability began to feed my heart and intoxicate my mind. Yes, I have been weak. But more importantly, I have been courageous. Not all wounds heal and not all scars show. Whats great about those scars is that they have no shame in them. It simply means that I am stronger than anything that tried to kill me and so are you. Even if they didn’t mean to do it. Great things will happen when we stick up for ourselves. Sometimes it’s a little easier said than done. I’d like to think I am able remember how amazing my magic is. Thankfully it never takes me too long to wake up.