Broken mirrors. But no more bad luck.
The edges have softened and the anger subsided. I am so different now than I used to be.
I love myself.
I love others.
I forgot how to be vulnerable for a time after my frog was boiled for a while. But I have seen the water around me and I realized I could still breathe. And I self-preserved.
And I survived.
And I promise myself I will Live. I will Love. I will Share. I will Try.
Everything is always as it should be, and if you look close enough, there is always love.