@Former-Member 

I was taught some atrocious things growing up and I still battle with them every day of my life, my worth, my value, how could anyone love me after everything that's happened, why would anyone want me, so I know that no one is broken beyond repair...

There's a story I remember, that a girl carried two buckets of water home from the well, one had a crack in it and the other didn't. 

The girl didn't realise the crack in the bucket until she got home but the next time she went to fetch water she noticed on one side of the path were all these flowers where the water had been leaking from the cracked bucket. 

We may have been taught how to walk, talk and act a certain way by others in our lives but we are more than our pasts, we are more than our futures even, we are priceless.