"To open your heart to someone means to expose your scars of the past. Looking back it’s hard to believe I actually went through something like this and came out alive on the other side when it could have easily ruined my life.
It sometimes feels like a dream but each day when I meet the new day with my scar I know the nightmare was real and so was the car. It all happened so fast but I can still smell the sweet scent of the metal and taste the crash. I remember waking up sometime after midnight in a brightly lit room of white surrounded by doctors smiling and trying not to scare me as I lay on the table eye’s trying to focus on my surroundings with a liquid drip in my hand attempting to numb my skin and flesh within covered in a blanket up to my neck . A hot mess and the aftermath of a car wreck. I guess they didn't want me to see my injury before I went into surgery. The first of four to follow and a graft. Which almost lead to my arm being cut in half."
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I recently did an interview with Mass Movement Magazine from the UK for an ongoing segment ironically enough called "It Ruined My Life." I was asked to write about something intense that happened to me which changed me and ruined my life in some way good or bad depending on the story and circumstance I guess. I took a little different approach and decided to do a let my poetic stream of conciousness flow in the moment with my memory. For those of you who would like to read my full story, a larger version has been posted in our press section for your viewing pleasure!
xo
Mrs M