Broken is a good term to use to describe m.i., especially did.

I've often thought of this word in it's application to early me. Much like a horse is broken, but much worse as a human.

Broken in spirit, hope, heart, mind, and body.

Broken by being subjected to extreme stress through trauma. Broken by ongoing abuse be it mental, emotional, physical and/or sexual.

Broken implies one wasn't broke before, whether it be a minute or a few years. Being broken is a normal life stolen not by our hands, but by other happenings or by the hands of others.

Our spirit was broken into submission by the mean spirited will of narcissistic parents through all the abuses....to obey and to do the will of the adults no questions asked. They patted themselves on their backs as they ruled with a heavy hand, treated like annoyances. We were broke before we were broken which fragmented the fragmented.

Broken can be fixed, or broken can be forever. We are forever more. Broken is often discarded, rejected, useless, easily forgotten, replaced. Broken is depressing, lonely, unwanted. Broken can have a bleak future. Broken revels in fear.

Acceptance of being broken is inevitable over time, even if it's permanent. Time does not heal all wounds.

Broken is hopeless.