"There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in"

    -Leonard Cohen

There is something freeing about accepting when we're broken.

For years, I hid how difficult my life was. I didn't want anyone to know how ugly things were when there was no one watching. Depression would descend upon me like a suffocating weight. I would lie in bed for days without eating or drinking.
I have come a long way from those dark days. There have been many steps on the journey to the place of peace and happiness I am now.
I know there will be dark days to come as well.
Now, I know I am broken. I no longer hide it. (not all of it at least - life is a journey and I am still growing). I sit with my brokenness. It is my friend. It teaches me so much.
Sometimes, it tells me to be cautious, but mostly it reminds me to be kind and fills me with empathy for those around me.
When you learn to love your own brokenness you can more easily love another's.