The Broken China Doll

Can you think of me as a china doll? I am easily broken. It is as if I have been dropped and broken. You can pick up the pieces and put me back together, but some pieces will be missing. Now imagine I was dropped again, this time I was also stepped on. I have been shattered into so many pieces that I can never, ever, be whole again. But I hope that someone will eventually come along and take the time to put me together as best as they can. Someone who will be genital with me and who will treat me with care. So I ask you again, can you think of me as a china doll?

*Based on a true story*