Imagine if the inner wounds we have suffered were visible on the outside. Imagine if they showed up like contraband under an airport scanner.

What would it be like to walk through the city with everything laid bare: the wounds, the betrayals, the humiliations, the shattered dreams and the broken hearts?

What would it be like to see ourselves as life has shaped us? The people we truly are, beneath the skin.

— Tammy Cohen

@OnlyFaithOverFear