Friday, December 30, 2016

Scars

People often have asked me why I don't cover or be ashamed of my scars. I've always responded with a quick "they're a part of my past" kind of answer, but I've been thinking about that question a lot lately and I'm not quite sure why.

There is a quote which goes "Never be ashamed of a scar. It simply means you were stronger than whatever tried to hurt you." I've wrested with this quote for a while. I am stronger...than myself? What? Today I came across it and it clicked. I am stronger than the depression that tried to claim my life. That's why I don't hide my scars, although in the name of honesty I do need to say that I am saddened by them sometimes. I do grieve over them. But what makes me feel that way is not that I have them, but rather that I felt at one point that I needed to do that to myself. I've written before about self-harm. I haven't kept it secret and I don't try to hide them.



Most people, I think, don't notice them anymore. And for the most part, I don't either. I am stronger than my depression. I am stronger than the self-harm I performed for years.

I am stronger.