Personally when I'm by myself I don't even think about the scars. I know they're there and I Know when it happened it was something I was going to have to deal with. I did think they would eventually disappear but I guess that's not the case and I can't do much about it.
I don't like showing them off in public though. It's not because of confidence issues because I do drive around at night or on the highway without a long sleeve shirt to try and let the scars receive fresh air and maybe darken a little but if I'm around people I know, the scars are hidden and it doesn't matter how hot it is outside, I'm not allowing anyone else to hurt me or stop talking to me because of them. The last person I liked stopped talking to me over that damn bandage I used to HIDE the scars and it taught me a valuable lesson. In today's world, I am a liability or a bad investment simply because I am scarred. This is why I wear long sleeve shirts, no matter how hot it is. I rather sweat for hours upon hours than to have people look at my scars and judge me for something I had to do when I lost everything and I would have kept going at it had it not been for the fact that I really liked someone and I thought I could start over only to be dropped like a hot potato over them... and the sad part is that the person never saw the scars, just the bandage. That person knew it happened just didn't know how often or if it still happened. It was then when I realized that these scars do cause trouble but other than this, they don't bother me.
I just get really sad and nervous if I start thinking how I'm going to explain them the day someone I really like sees them.
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