You’re a Disco Ball! - The DV Walking Wounded:

What do I mean? I’ll explain. Katy Perry, had it all wrong…I think I have a better analogy…

I’ve always been infatuated with disco balls. They’re sparkly and fun. But do you know what they are? They are the highlight of a party or dance. They are the epitome of fun and joviality. They are the most beautiful thing, like a silvery dappled moon that throws sparkles as it turns. They still fill me with childlike wonder, every time I am in their presence.

Disco balls are made up of tiny little broken pieces of mirror. As a whole, it would just be weird having a mirror on the ceiling, reflecting back. It’s cold and unmoving, like we tend to be when in a toxic relationship. These relationships end up breaking us into a million different pieces. We feel broken and fragmented inside and [sometimes] on the outside. Ironically, we look “put together,” while going through active abuse, but we are, in fact, VERY broken, and very dark inside. To keep outside people from knowing what is going on, we distract and distort, much like a disco ball, to divert attention.

So, when you’re healing, you don’t know what to do with all those little pieces. They are sharp, small shards that get everywhere and may cut you, as you try to hold them all and piece them together with your bare hands. So, what can you do with such brokenness?

You carefully piece them together, forming a lovely mosaic, because putting them back exactly they way they were is no longer an option. It is not fixable, but it can be altered, Because, once assembled, this ball of light reflects each little flash and illuminates the whole room with its radiance. It becomes something beautiful and captivating, taking fragile pieces and coming together as a whole new thing to show strength and resilience.

So, you are, in effect, not broken, you are simply a disco ball. Heal yourself and be the light!