I sometimes wish people would talk to me about it. Its as if people are trying to act as if it never happened. I'm okay talking about it. The only exception is with kids. My dad friends son asked me what happened to my arm, and I didnt really want to go into depth with a kid who would not understand, so I just said it happened when I was ill. My brother knows that I've been ill and they happened when I was ill, though he doesnt know that I did them. He doesnt ask about it. He's convinced that my cat did most of them though! (My cat would have to be a tiger to have done some of them!)
With people who are as mature as me though, its fine. I'm happy to talk about it.
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