Surely at some point in life we've made mistakes. Mistakes that made us feel subhuman or a degenerate. Mistakes so awful that we lost friends and family. At some point we learned to regret it. We owe it up and we want to be held accountable for it. We want to make it up in any way we can especially to those we offended or disappointed, may they be individuals or a community.

Eventually, we want to move on from it but somehow it's hard to shake off that feeling of shame embarrassment as it constantly haunts. It gets harder when there's no really closure to it. It feels like we haven't atoned for it enough. We didn't suffer enough for our sins and we still live with the sin. It just keeps flashing back in my head. We might have been able to turn ourselves around since our mistakes but somehow the mistake still haunts you. You may have fixed yourself but somehow you still live with that scar from your wound.

I honestly want to have a fresh start. I want to live like a new man. However, living a clean slate feels like running away from accountability. Do we wear our scars, especially to the public? Even if we managed to turn our life around? In that way, will I truly be able to forgive myself? Can I be a new man with a scar?