I hate the word fix

You can't fix it, 

fix me,

fix yourself,

fix anyone

There's so such thing as being fixed

Because if you were broken once, you can be broken again

And you can't keep repairing yourself or others,

thinking you've fixed it

Because when you're fixed,

you're just as liable to be broken again

But when you're healed, you are stronger

And the brokenness fades

You are no longer broken

You've healed

You've gained strength

You have not been fixed

You have been healed


  • Goldfinch60

    May that healing always be there for you.

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