Have you ever broken a bone?
Have You Ever Broken a Bone?
The moment I read this prompt, my brain did not ask,
“Have I ever broken a bone?”
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It immediately asked:
“Wait… whose bone are we talking about here?” 🤨
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Because honestly, the wording felt slightly suspicious.
Like the prompt was quietly investigating my criminal history.
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For a second I genuinely wanted to reply:
“Your Honor, before I answer, I would like my lawyer present.” 🤭
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But thankfully, no.
I have never broken a bone.
Not mine.
Not anyone else’s either.
Very proud of this peaceful achievement, by the way. ✨
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Which is honestly shocking considering the number of times my toes have violently collided with furniture.
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And I don’t mean a gentle little bump.
I mean full-speed emotional impact.
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One time the swelling was SO bad that I had already started imagining dramatic X-rays (which, unfortunately, I actually had to get done), hospital scenes, and an inspiring recovery journey.
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But apparently my bones looked at the situation and said:
“Not today.” 😌
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Meanwhile I was walking around the house like an injured freedom fighter for fifteen days.🫣
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At this point, my skeleton deserves employee-of-the-month recognition.🤭
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Though emotionally?
Different story.
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A few days ago, I confidently waved back at someone…
who was actually waving at the person behind me.🤭
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And I’m sorry, but some things fracture beyond medical repair.😪
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I still think about it randomly and suffer.
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So no broken bones so far.
Just broken dignity, damaged confidence, and occasional attacks from table corners. ✨
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With love,
—Rajeshwari 🧿💕
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