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Dealing With Visible Scars

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Mine are all along my arms, my shoulders & chest. I don't know how I feel about them. I know they're just scars, it's what happens when you put a lit cigarette to someone's skin. The people who did it were bad. But I'm still ashamed. And it's awkward as f*ck when people notice them. My f*cking doctor noticed my arms when she was taking my BP (first time I ever let her touch me because I don't trust her) and she was like, "did you do that, or did someone else?" and I was like, mumble mumble "else." I cover them up so much, it throws me right out of my element when people notice them and comment. f*ck's sake. Usually I would have just said nothing. She was like, "that's not very nice." Then she gave me a flu shot and I dissociated so hard I barely remember stumbling back home, and I cried. Grossssssss.
 
Sometimes I'm able to be really confident with mine, and then some days it is very hard to deal with. mine are mostly on my leg, particularly on my thigh, so in the past I have worn a lot of long pants/long dresses to hide; it always makes me feel so bad when I wear something shorter that shows some of the scars and someone asks about it. I got hit with pieces of glass by my abuser which caused it, and I just don't like to have to explain the whole thing to people, so I usually mumble something and walk away :( I'm learning to become more confident about it and I think a lot of the trouble is that I get so paranoid others will be looking at my scars, but in reality they usually don't even notice.
 
Yes I have lots of scars.

In relation to @Alysia887 's original post, I see her scar , probably only because she mentioned it, AND I see a beautiful girl, with bright eyes AND a beautiful smile AND lots of energy.

A client the other day held up a centerfold (clothed) of a woman and said "What do you think?" I saw a dark-skinned girl with a pretty face, nice body and green leopard-print dress. I said "It's pretty cute but not a color I would myself wear ('.. not a real green dress that's cruel', -Bare Naked Ladies :singing:). She says, "No, look". I finally saw- trying to find who-knows-what?- that the girl in the picture had vitiligo -extensive white pigmentation.

Beats me what people see or don't. I can't understand what they see positive in myself, nor can I understand the big deal they sometimes make about differences in others.

If I had the money I could get most of my scars and imperfections erased in short haste- if I could hack doctors and hospitals and even showing them. But then, if I had that kind of money I could also change the worlds of many people, and move to a deserted island myself. Which I'd like more.
 
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Since I got chickens, I had a rooster that attacked me quite a bit before I got rid of him. I tell people that the rooster got me. Not a lie, he left some scars on my legs.
 
I have scars from being in an abusive marriage that are pretty visible, plus I have scars from being really depressed due to the same relationship. My ex had punched me in and pushed me face first into the concrete sidewalk while I had sunglasses on. I had fractures on my forehead and my nose was broken, and I was left with two visible deep cuts above my eyebrow from where my the nose bridge of my sunglasses went into my face. It looked like a big red "H" when it first happened. It's been a while, and I've used a combination of retinoids and silicone injections to help make it less visible, but I can still see part of it and it does bother me. It's been a constant reminder of a really bad time in my life. I have tried covering it up with bangs, and makeup, but it's indented like yours is so it's a tough one.

The scar I have on my arm from a suicide attempt from going on 20 years ago doesn't bother me as much now, and I can cover it up. That's more of a reminder to me that I'm alive and never to do that again.
 
My scars go from the back of one ear to the other across my neck(cancer surgery) People always think i got stabbed I change up my story of what it came from........just for shits and giggles Its the invisible scars that are my ugliest
 
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