You Are Not Your Wounds
How old wounds become false identity
The past happened. It shaped you. But it doesn’t own you.
There’s a man I know who wouldn’t approach women. For years. He was in his late 50s, successful, in decent shape. But in high school he was the nerdy guy with no friends. Scrawny, picked on. Whenever he thought about actually approaching a woman his thoughts would go dark and dismal, thinking “not…




