Motivation Tuesday – Scarred not scared

Motivation Tuesday - Scarred not scared

It was a Bank Holiday here yesterday so I’m a day out, I’m sorry.

Anyway over the weekend I went to the Swimming Pool and for the first time in my life I felt self conscious of my scars. Up to now I always adhered to the idea that: “Bones heal and chicks dig scars” well they might but apparently some people are also transfixed by them.

I have a lot of scars physical and mental and sometimes just sometimes I get tired of carrying them proudly and they do weigh on me. The weight of their significance is sometimes pushed to the back of my mind but as I was lying in bed last night thinking about it and thinking about the people looking at me I realised that they are as much a part of who I am now as my eye colour and I sure as hell can’t change them and nor would I want to.

Every time I look upon my scars I know I won and for those people that look on me with curiosity as to how I got them they should just know: You should see the state of the other guy.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Mskiasway says:

    I Love this. I blogged about my scars as well. Powerful reminders that the past was indeed real. I call them beauty marks now.

    1. I’m not sure I could ever get away with calling mine beauty marks I look like I’ve been attacked by a shark but I adore the sentiment.

      Keep fighting and stay lovely

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