My whole family knows, and several of moms friends (she asks them for advice). My friends know. I have shown the scars openly (exept when they are fresh) to talkative people. And of course the ER-people, some shopkeepers and people I pass on the street.
The scars are bad, there is no misstaken what they are. I try not to care, but mostly I'm aware and must cover them up.
I don't know if this is good or bad, but i know that I can't live my life with secrets or lies. I have enough guilt as it is...
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