We Are Not “Broken”

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“You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.” — Inigo Montoya, “The Princess Bride”

I resent it when I read, “We’re all broken” or other such shit because I am not. Neither are you or anyone else.

“Broken” means “unfixable, unusable, dead.” Well, I’m still breathing, I’m still thinking, I’m still moving, and I still have the faculties of my 6 senses, so I am still very much alive, and very much fixable. Not dead. Not broken.

eight of swords

We can all be victims. But, do you wish to stay as one?

“There is power in being broken.” No. Death is change, death is not here, death is a finale to the play, curtain down, done. We are overusing this word, we are abusing this word, and I believe we are confusing this word with “damaged.” We can be damaged. Our spirits, bodies, minds, and hearts can be dented, scarred, hurt, cracked, shattered, or even maimed. But, regardless of our condition, as long as we can still breathe, as long as we can still feel or think, we can fill the cracks, we can mend with either glue or gold. We can find healing to make us stronger and more beautiful than we were before. We just need to make a choice: “Do I want to be a survivor or a victim?”


Open Your Eyes

Now, you may be thinking, “Why on Earth would anyone want to stay a victim?” You’d be surprised…there is a lot of power in staying down once you’ve been kicked there. You can milk that horror story for all its worth and play upon the sympathies and empathies of your human community for all your needs, for as long as you need. You can escape reality and responsibility. You can throw your hands up and say, “I’ve been damaged! Can’t do anything for you! Can’t help you if I can’t even help myself! Sorry.” And you can tell who the chosen victims are from their language – they seem to use a lot of “can’ts” and have a natural talent to turn any conversation upon themselves. They find a way to make whatever is going on in your life about them. They make themselves the epicenter of your world while hiding in the shadows. They are the most miserable people you’d ever meet who will never hesitate to give you advice on how you should live your life, and Goddess help you if you don’t take their advice. This is the power of the victim.


Durga: Looks an awful lot like the Strength card, doesn’t She? (Pst — it’s not a coincidence…)

The power of the survivor is one of growth. While one remains a stump and rots under the weather after being cut down, the survivor is fearless. The survivor allows the roots to go deep, deep into the soil they come from and will look at themselves completely naked, as they are. They will push through the crisis, they want to understand what happened. They want to understand themselves. They want to know if there was something they could have done differently and they do not just want to change, they do. The survivor walks the talk. When they speak to other people about their damaging events, there is no glory, but no remorse, either. They listen to understand the others’ stories not for their queues to speak, but to gain a new perspective and connect with humankind. They will grow more powerful, taller, and bear more fruit to sustain themselves and others through joy and plight. The survivor finds greater challenges, but greater rewards.

The survivor is alive. The victim just breathes. But, neither are broken.

The toaster does not make toast anymore because it is broken. The bed can no longer be slept on because it’s broken. The car will not move anymore because it is broken. The living entity can still find food, make another bed, and move and love and think and feel and function because Life does not break. It changes, it forms, it formats, it spawns, it explodes, it implodes, and consumes. It is endless, tireless, and malleable. Though we may never be what we once were after the damage has been done, the power is not in the damage, but in our Living selves.



About T. Ray

Writer, visual artist, student, musician, and "armchair nutritionist." She currently resides in Vegas with her jenday conure and two beloved rescue cockatoos. She is a member of the Society of Professional Journalists and the National Society of Leadership and Success (Sigma Alpha Pi). While pursuing her degree in Journalism/Media Studies at UNLV, she continues to contend that all things come down to food and Star Wars. Contact: verteram@unlv.nevada.edu
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2 Responses to We Are Not “Broken”

  1. M says:

    Where does this picture of the tree in the pool of water come from?


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