I've sort of accepted the ones on my arms, especially since they have begun to fade to white, so they aren't as noticeable. However I'm always nervous that someone will point them out. I work with a lot of children and preteens and one of my deepest fears is that a child will ask me about them. What do you say about that? :/ But the ones on my thighs are so much worse and they won't ever truly fade. I haven't learned to accept those at all. I hate them and they are a constant reminder that I've ruined my body. I am in a committed relationship and my s/o has not seen these scars yet. He knows about them. And I know he loves and cares for me anyway, and can look past them, but I am so embarrassed for him to see.

I hope someday I can learn to accept that my scars are a part of my story and not be so ashamed of them.