its almost as old as i am. i’ve had it since i was 3 months old and somehow i still feels foreign to me. But if it were to go away i’d be devastated. its been a source of courage and self consciousness. all my life i’ve wanted to wear a bikini, maybe someday i will. and i know that this might sound incredibly stupid, but my scar has taught me to appreciate what i have within and to love myself. It has taught to embrace my one of kind-ness. and that the right people will love me not matter how long or how bumpy my scar is.