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I tried to take my life by cutting up my arms when I was 20. I'm 36 and really regret it. My doctor referred me to a cosmetic surgeon who wasn't willing to help me. After that I went to a dermatologist who gave me injections to flatten out some of the scars. Now, I'm thinking of getting some tattoos to cover it up.
Walking around with these scars bother me. I don't want to remember that terrible time in my life and that I learned about this method from the hospital. I used to feel beautiful, now I feel disfigured. I don't wear short sleeves in public and keep my scars out of my mother's sight, because they bother her. Sometimes medical professionals will ask about them and will often assume I'm a self-injurer, which I am not.
I'm not dying with these scars on me.
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Dx: Didgee Disorder
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