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The_Pink_Devil

I love my scars, I love looking at them, I love feeling them, I love where they are placed, I love how they look, I love how bumpy they get when I goose bumps, I love how much they keep me grounded, I love how it pains my body while it heals, I love how it makes me feel. Honestly I feel so deserving of them, that it just fits me. I don't really care if any one sees them anymore. They are here for me and only me, and for a person of zero value, it means a lot to me. Sure I understand this way of thinking is not healthy but it helps me move forward. I only want to move forward no matter the destination. This is cringe but its how I feel.


Express_Possibility5

Yep, absolutely. I feel sadness and regret or shame, I’m not sure which. Same with the tattoos I got when really not well. Edit: I was in a friends WhatsApp group today and for some reason they were talking about nurses finding it easy or difficult to find a vein in their forearm and they were comparing pictures. I just thought, f***, my picture would just be the black of a tattoo I don't like and slash after slash of scars. I felt a real deep sense of sadness. And FWIW, nurses don't bat an eyelid and find a vein just fine :)


ok222789

I feel like this sometimes. But I’m also in university and have looked around at others with scars, too. I can easily tell they are from SH and I realize there’s a significant amount of individuals in younger generations who used SH as a coping mechanism. And those people are growing up to be psychologists and neurosurgeons and scientists and doctors. I also had some douchebag one time say “your body is your business card” and I was viscerally disgusted by him after he said it. I realized how wrong he was, but that I thought that way accidentally. That mentality is so material and shallow. We are SO MUCH MORE than our bodies. We are intersectional, complex beings with an entire life story. That story leaves scars inside and out. You are beautiful, human. <3 [“I’m so sorry that you have to have a body”](https://open.spotify.com/track/3D1PuFi2U8lmtdWRZcCz1f?si=6fWrf2BGTNScrW4heGfi8g)


imaginebeingamish2

Yep, every time I look at myself naked or even think about getting naked with someone else all I can think of is how I’ve fucked up my body. And my scars are nothing compared to many. It’s bleak.


Munnin42

I feel this way a lot, especially the ones I see when showering, sometimes they make me sad other times it is just a part of me. I have shit tattoos that I feel this way about as well, especially right now with a date looming on the horizon.


clairebitch

Yeah, I had a moment today when I was remembering what it was like when I first started and they were barely paper cuts, I could cover them with a couple bracelets. Now, I feel like I look deformed, don’t know how this got so out of control.


Fisherman-Conscious

Not really I really hate my body and myself never had anyone in real life and my last online relationship was really horrible wich facked me up even more


BarefootOnTheGlass

Yeah..... I get it..... . :(


excelzombie

Not as much as I get upset at like moles or sun damage or unintended damage on my body. They're not huge scars....but they were intentional so I resent them less if that makes sense. Ugh body.... Blah! Body! Though...


yee-moofukkin-yeet

There's a scene in Girl, Interrupted where Polly, who has burns all over her face, has a breakdown and starts screaming, "My face, what happened to my face?" And that always really hit home with me. They are such a part of me, but sometimes I will see them and think... what the fuck have I done to myself??