Just don’t. I don’t like being asked and I definitely don’t appreciate it, no matter how concerned the look on your face is. My scars are apart of me and when you ask, it’s a reminder of something I can’t change. I have to live with them each and every day.
What happened to me is personal and I barely notice them anymore, but I suppose they’re quite noticeable to others. I get it. They’re visible and easily exposed when I wear a dress or shorts. But talking about them is a trip down memory lane, a time that I moved on from. Things are so different for me now that these scars aren’t even an accurate representation of my life anymore. I’m very happy. I went from wanting to end it all to cloud nine. It’s very possible for any person going through a difficult time to get through low points. I did, and so can anybody else.
Just don’t ask about them. If you don’t know me well or not at all, I hope you have the decency to say nothing. I’m not trying to sound rude, but I will tell you when I choose to. Those I’m close to don’t need to ask, because at times I want to talk about them. I’m very open to talking about personal details of my life, but it has to be in the right context. If we are strangers, you don’t have the right to point out something blatantly obvious on my body. You don’t. It’s simple really, I’m just asking for a little courtesy.
It’s considered insulting to call attention to stretch marks, acne, and other marks, so just add scars to the list. If I could I’d reverse what happened to me, but I can’t. I might as well have tattoos all over my body because both are pretty much permanent. Maybe one day I can get them removed, but for now I’m stuck. If in the future you have the urge to make a comment, ask yourself, “would this person appreciate it if I asked this question?” and if the answer is no, I’d wisely advise you keep your thoughts to yourself. You’re not a bad person if you’ve slipped up before, just keep in mind how that person felt after you asked. Everyone is different and some people are more open to discussing personal matters than others. So for me, don’t ask about my scars. Please. Just don't.
