“There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.” — Harry Crews
Reality at time is a cruel and capricious taskmaster.
No matter how hard a person tries to stay on the right path the fickle finger of fate unexpectedly intervenes and upsets the apple cart and turns the most well planned recipe for that life of ease into one of endurance and stress, tragedy and despair.
At that stage of the game you have two choices: (1) accept what has happened and make the best of a tragic situation; or (2) curse the situation and become bitter and filled with despair and wallow in self-pity for your bad turn of luck.
There is really no right or wrong answer to the above scenario. However, before you make your choice look beyond your own skin and really see what people right outside your front door are experiencing in their lives.
By so doing you may just discover that scars are a way of learning about life on a plane of existence different from the one you are used to experiencing.