I always used to hide - still do in fact, especially when Im around those who I love and care about the most. I dont know whether its because I'm ashamed of my scars or what.
Lasy year I moved abroad and I was dreading it on the beach and wearing really revealing clothing (in 40 degrees you cant exactly cover up!) but I talked to my friend about it, she sat me down and said "So what? its not like you can control it, to me you have nothing to hide..." and it really helped.
The first time I was brave enough to strut around in a bikini, especially with the new marks on my thighs, was a day I'll always remember because the feeling of not caring what anyone thinks really made me feel proud of myself for being so brave
We have absolutely nothing to be ashamed about
BabyG xxx
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Lola Olivia ~ 7/11/11 ~ my reason for breathing
Bipolar Affective Disorder type 2 - (2013)
'Borderline traits'
Dissociative episodes
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