Aren't we all damaged goods? We have this free will, which can possibly lead us to make bad decisions or to put our trust in others who make bad decisions. The consequences of these decisions color us, tattoo us, shape and mold us. We build on it or let it drag us down. We can prove it wrong or let it define us. Is it considered damage if it betters us in the end, these wrong turns? When is the proper time to decide a decision's the wrong one? Can you make that determination a month later, a year, fifty years? Really, can any decision be the wrong one when every one of them has made you into the person that you are?
Will I ever stop asking questions?
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