I'm BROKEN because

I have migraines so eviscerating that I feel worthless and like a burden to my friends and family.

I have scars both internally and externally that are hideous to me.

I'm FURIOUSLY HAPPY because

Those fkn migraines haven't beaten me yet.
My friends and family seem to love me anyway.

Those shitty scars only prove I am stronger than I thought.
Somebody special thinks I'm beautiful.