In the Flame of Stars and Scars

I carry the scars as a sign of strength and as a reminder that they only made me stronger and no other way around. And I reach for the stars as I stroll under the sky. They always fascinate me. When compared with the vast dark sky with billions of constellations and solar systems, global issues and our troubles seem to melt away.
And so, I reach for them. I always do. And I have to say, I do thrive amongst the scars and I marvel at the shadow under the stars which always feel like only an arm length away.

This is based on true events. You can call this a memoir, if you will. As I was walking up and down the hills on my journey, I had this urge to share my scars and my epiphanies.
It's gonna be one hell of a ride. So buckle up.