Some days, I am almost grateful for all the lessons you have taught me.
20. This version of me
(Now - Liana)
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places, Hemingway wrote.
I smiled.
Of course, it was painful, it was debasing and humiliating, but I had survived it. I had survived the storm and I had become strong in these broken pieces. The cracks were still there, but it had almost become inexistent.
I had come out of the wall I had built around myself for years. I had learnt my lessons and I had learnt never to trust anyone, blindly.
There were both good and bad people in the world and of course, we would come across both, but it was not the end of the world meeting bad people. It was just another beginning, another lesson, another twist. You w
