Something To Be Proud OfI was at a public pool last week and I saw a woman with scars on her thighs, arms, and shoulders, they were clearly self harm scars. She wasn't hiding them at all and she didn't look the least bit embarrassed. Not only did I admire her but I also felt calmed that someone (even a stranger) there understood something so many people don't. I felt like I had an ally.
I have scars on my arms from cutting. I used to try and hide them but now I am in a way proud of them. No, I don't flaunt them or even tell everyone who asks about them what they really are from, but I can now look down at them and see them as a tool. If I can be affected the way I was by just seeing another person that understand my situation then why can't I do the same for others?
I have overcome a lot and I have learned even more on the way, I have been humbled by seeing I am not invincible, my scars are reminders of that. The ability to understand another beings situation is something to be proud of, not something to hide.
Thank you to the brave, beautiful stranger at the pool.