[cryingchild]

I think I hide my scars from myself more than from other people. I even sleep with long pyjama pants in summer to hide the scars on my legs from me... when I shower I seldom look at the scars and I can even look but not really "see" them. When I do see them, they give me a kind of shock and I really dont like them... they used to trigger me when I looked at them. Sometimes when I see them it is as though I am looking at someone else - like I am outside of my body and it is not me with those scars... can anyone relate?

[kvinneakt]

yeah. give them 30 years and they will disappear. that is if you don't keep adding to the collection.

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[Zenobia]

I hide them from other people but not myself. I stroke them and ponder them and try to get an answer from them. My body takes a fair amount of abuse from me. If my body is willing to take the abuse from me then I have to be willing to acknowlege the affect of that abuse. I heap love onto the places that I have hurt because those places willingly took abuse to save my life and save my mind. I slather oil on them and gently wash them and try to make them ok. I cry over them not for me but in appology for what my body has taken in service of my soul. I don't know, I guess I figure if I am ever going to stop this I have to look at it straight on and see what it is I am doing.
Carrie

<font color=green>Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.--Emily Dickenson

[Fuzzybear]

I think that's a great answer, Zen. I get bad eczema unless I am excessively careful, and I used to claw at my skin until it bled when I was angry and depressed. I no longer do that, much, but it is a struggle, and so is putting the creams on that I need to do to keep my skin healthy. My body has taken a heck of a lot of abuse from me too, in various ways.

Take care all,
Fuzzy