Fresh from top surgery, I was crying more easily than I had in a long time. Fresh from top surgery, I took scars more literally than I previously might have, stitches still short of dissolving into my skin. ![]() The specifics of which lines have snagged my brain and caused it to unravel are mostly lost on me, but the most recent bout of weeping was brought on by Kesha singing that our scars make us who we are. More than once, I’ve broken down crying as I listened to “Rainbow” by Kesha.
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