“The marks humans leave are too often scars.” – John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
As I am walking down the street, running the errands that I need to, short sleeves, shorts and all; I notice peoples eyes darting at me, looking my body up and down. They are staring at the imperfections, the flaws marked upon my skin. Every scar, every mark etched in my skin is on show; the stories that pour from my skin are the main attraction. My 14cm and 11cm scars down either side of my left arm, creating the story of the 6 surgeries that have made my life a little easier. The countless scars that protrude from my skin, ones I carefully laced down my arms and upper legs; tell the story of a troubled girl who tried to soothe the endless pain she feels. It took me months, years to finally feel enough confidence to show my scars, every battle wound that I am carrying. Their darting eyes, piercing through my skin; judgement flowing from their faces. I feel as if I am freak on show, like the old day gypsy carnivals where anyone who looked a tiny bit different became the main attraction.
“Scars show us where we have been, they do not dictate where we are going.” – David Rossi, Criminal Minds
Did my hairline recede? Is my hair not sitting right? Are my teeth crooked? Am I too fat? All these questions floating in my mind, there just has to be something wrong with me that makes me stand out. Never did I realise that the center of attention were my scars. Those red, raised and thick scars that line my arms. Every pair of eyes scan my skin, and I can see their minds judging me. Until these situations I never realised how judgmental and harsh people in this world can be. What kind of world do we live in? Obviously one that determines the personality of someone just by what the eyes can see.
“The best people all have some kind of scar.” – Kiera Cass, The One
After 8 years of hiding my battle scars, hiding the pain reflected on the outside of my body I started to feel comfortable with the thought of wearing them proudly. They were just scars, I didn’t understand what the big deal was. If a burns victim wears their scars proudly down the street; they are brave, courageous and beautiful. If a Self Harmer wears their scars proudly, they are attention seekers and ugly. What is wrong with society?! Since when did we care about the marks that line a humans body?
“Scars are stories, history written on the body.” – Unknown.
If you are out in public and you see someone showing their scares. please don’t judge them. Be proud of them.Don’t stare. It takes a lot courage to wear your scares for all to see, don’t make them regret it. You never know the context behind those scars. Therefore you have no right to judge them.