Bared my arms for the first time in a year :)
 

So today I had a random moment where I didn't care what anyone thought. I was taking my flannel off and was going for a bike ride. I didn't actually take it off until I was about two miles from my house, but then I tied it around my waist and biked happily. It felt weird, my arms felt so bare and I felt so naked. :P
It was a bit nerve-wracking whenever a car drove by though, it felt like their eyes were on me. I also had an awkward moment when a boy in the grade above me's dog barked at me crazily and the dude's mom had to call the dog off me. :( Thank goodness the actual boy wasn't outside though, at least I didn't see him.
There was also a bit of an awkward moment when I rode past a guy riding a lawnmower, but I don't think he really noticed me. And if he did, I don't really think he cared about the scars on my arms.
So that's my success story for today. :)
(I actually haven't shown my arms in front of my brother and my mom's boyfriend's sons yet, so I guess that'll be the next step.)

Well done, that was really brave :) it does feel really weird when there is a breeze on your arms for the first time in ages. Lol :p
Keep going, you're on the right track. All the best.

That is really great to hear, well done you. x

That's excellent hun!

You rock. That was so, so, brave. :,)

That's ace, well done! x

Awesome! Keep it up :D

It truly is wonderful when we stop hiding. I'm a middle aged woman who has had issues for many years. I spent most of my life wearing opague stockings and long sleeve shirts in summer. NO MORE. I live in NYC and New Yorkers can be crude and cruel. However, a friend of mine told me about a woman who had burns all over her body and she decided to stop covering up. That was such motivation for me. I now wear shorts and dresses without stockings or socks. I wear short or no sleeves and wear a bathing suit at the Y or the pool. When I'm on the subway, sometimes people stare at me like I don't have a right to bare all, but I have come to realize that is their problem and perspective. I have decided to accept myself for who I am. My past pain. struggles and actions, no matter how devistating they were. I am moving toward a healthy me and a joy filled life. If someone doesn't like looking at my scars, they can look away. I'm not asking them for anything. Those who love me will understand and accept me, but those who do not, do I need them in my life anyway? I think not. God bless you all and have a wonderful, successful day.