Falling down is a constant in my life. I have many, many scars from skinned knees, banged elbows and ill-conceived climbs up brittle tree limbs. It hurts when you fall and it seems to take F O R E V E R to heal. I once took a dive off the front porch thanks to a pair of too tall heels and it took a year for the ache in my knee to go away, not to mention the gigant bruise and scraped-to-hell knee. Everything eventually returned to normal, but it took some time.
It's the same with all the teasing, bullying and general meanness that we have all had to deal with at some point in our youth. It stings, it leaves scars and it gives us hang ups about being ourself. Its easy to trace our adult issues to the awful things that someone said to us way back when. The biggest victory is to be ok with who you are - to heal those old hurts through loving yourself for who you are.
Time does heal all wounds. Each day we learn to live better in our own skin and, to me, that's healing. Being comfortable with who you are is a way of stitching up all of the hurt you have suffered from those who didn't understand you; and it happens day by day, piece by piece, drip by drip.
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