Tortured Soul

Sometimes we carry around the weight of our burdens, fears, disappointments, tribulations as if they are badges of honor.  We keep the wounds close to us and show them to anyone that so much as glances our direction.  We've earned it... Why not display it?!

I'll tell you why.

This is literally dead weight.  It does nothing but hold us back from the promise before us.  How can we grasp our blessings when our hands are already filled with defeat?!  Strife leads to stagnation, it is in the lessons that we excel.

I implore you... Let go!  Stop accepting the role of Tortured Soul.