Title: The Book Rewritten – My Writer (part 2)
Introduction: In my first blog, The Book in the Corner, I shared how I was like a forgotten, torn book—left in a dark room until someone finally stepped in. She, my writer, picked me up when no one else even cared to notice. Today, the story continues. This chapter is about what happens when someone sees your worth, not despite your damage, but because of it. Content: She held me carefully, like I wasn’t broken but rare. Every torn page, every faded line—she touched them not to judge but to understand. She didn’t ask how I got this way. She didn’t flinch at the scars. She simply turned each page, letting her silence speak comfort into every crack. Then, gently… she began. She cleaned off the dust that had settled for years. She removed the cobwebs of doubt. And where the paper was weak, she didn’t throw it away—she mended it with care. She didn’t write a single word yet. But she gave me something I never thought I’d receive again— a new cover. ...