I think all women go through periods where we hate this about ourselves, we don’t like that. It’s great to get to a place where you dismiss anything you’re worried about. I find flaws attractive. I find scars attractive.
~ Angelina Jolie
For many years I have hated the scar on my tummy. Back when Master T and I started talking online, and we were talking about meeting each other in real life, I ‘warned’ him about the huge scar, because I didn’t want to freak him out. The only thing he said was: “We all have our scars.” He never told me that he’s an amputee. Not before we met that is, but it was the first thing he told me once we sat next to each other. That’s when I realized that my scar is quite insignificant to his, since he has to do without a limb, and all I had was a scar on my tummy.
Even so, it was a very slow process for me to come to the point where I have fully accepted the scar on my tummy, and realized it’s nowhere as bad as my mind told me it was. I can’t say I love it (yet), but it’s as part of me as my grey hair, my much-too-white legs and my tattoos. It’s as part of my life’s history as the stretch marks after two pregnancies, and of course gaining and losing weight.
© Rebel’s Notes