“You were the wound, now you’re the scar. And scars hurt less, for they are proof something once ripped.” WOW! The way you write about pain, healing, and the how silence can teach us where we stand is striking. It shows that scars are not just marks of hurt, but signs of survival and the strength to move forward.

When you describe silence as “lighter” at the end, do you mean it has become freedom instead of punishment?