We’re taught to fear our breakdowns. To see every crack as a flaw. Every emotional collapse as failure. But what if the breakdown isn’t the end… what if it’s the beginning? I was in a workshop years ago where a psychologist spoke about Post Traumatic Growth – and showed an image of a shattered bowl repaired with gold, called Kintsukuroi. It’s the Japanese art of mending broken pottery with gold or silver lacquer, not to hide the damage, but…
