Indestructible

I've long preferred the company of people who've been through hell; who've experienced the worst-case-scenario. (Not the almost-worst-case-scenario, but the actual worst-case-scenario). I used to think this was because there was something in a wounded soul that made it seem smarter or more interesting to me and that, as such, my preference indicated something a little twisted in my personality. But today I realized that the people I am drawn to, the ones who have really walked through the fire, aren't wounded. Having been totally annihilated by life, they are on intimate terms with that part of themselves that cannot be destroyed. No fear, man.