Originally Posted by
RobbyRobot 
I'm thinking being "damaged" is in the eye of the beholder and entirely subjective. Over the several years of my sobriety I've morphed from my former damaged self into a more healed self. I'm less damaged now because I've purposely sought out many healing experiences so has to rid myself of my earlier damaging experiences and to become a new person living a new lifestyle.
Damaged is damaged. That I spent decades hiding it from myself is atrocious enough.
I feel like a newborn. Scared and clumsy, just learning to stand. What is this world? The problem is, I'm not newborn. My past is with me, reminding me, beckoning me. "Just do what you used to".
Every step forward is a war.