
For a long time I thought I was broken, but what does that actually mean? If you're broken, you can be put back together. I had never been broken. I had just been wandering in the dark, not aware that I was lost.
It's funny. My life only came together after it blew up. It exploded into all these pieces, and after I realized I hadn't died from the impact, I put the pieces back together in a slightly different way.