Scars Why does it matter if I have scars on my body? Why does it matter if I refuse to hide my scars in shame? Why does it matter to you? It's my #life. I am who I am. My scars complete me, they make me who I am. They remind me not of why I did it, but of the fact that whatever it was - I survived it. I'm sorry this isn't acceptable. I'm sorry this doesn't fit your idea of 'okay' or 'normal'. I'm sorry I'm just not sorry. Not at all. Next time I carve into myself and drain the memories out of my veins, maybe I'll remember what you said to me, the comments you made. Maybe I'll finally cut deeper next time. Maybe I'll finally rid you from my heart, from my blood and bones. Maybe I'll finally remember how little I really care.
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