I used to keep my arms covered all the time, including at home, but really wanted not to have to. It was a few months after starting at my voluntary job that I dared to roll my sleeves up there. It was a really big thing for me, and I was on edge the whole time, but you know what? No one ran away, no one called me names, noone spewed up, and the day went by as normal. This was a massive turning point for me with my confidence. I wore long sleeves for the interview for the paid job I now have, but shortly after starting there, I went for short sleeves, and do most days unless its too cold. I have days when I hate my scars and feel I want to hide, but I fight it.
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