I Have Scars and Cuts That Tell a Story

I used to self harm. I don’t anymore. Last time I did any self harm was over 3 years ago. I forgot that I used to do. But was reminded of it, when I began wearing sleeveless tops, because of the heat. The scars on my body are very old. I must be used to them being there, since I forget about them.

My 7 year old asked me about them. I tell her “I’ll tell you about it when you’re older”. While at the same time, explain to her how important it is to love herself and never hurt herself.

I wish that I never did this dumb behavior. Because I’m left with these scars I can’t get rid of. Now they are a part of me. Oh well! It is what it is, I guess.