Just had to add this part to the whole thing. Tonight I went out with my fiance and a friend (who didn't know about the self harm), and I was wearing short sleeves. Now, the thought to start with terrified me, but I wore a jacket deliberately so I would have to take it off rather than the bolero that I wouldn't have had to take off. So, yeah, I took the jacket off and had the short sleeves underneath, and until I mentioned it to her, she hadn't noticed my scars. God, that feeling was so goddamned liberating, unless you've been there, you wouldn't believe it.
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