I have loads of scars, most all self inflicted injuries. But I don’t feel comfortable enough to wear a short sleeve top in front of my family. I wish I did sometimes. I have younger sisters and I’m worried what they would think. I’m worried it may give them ideas. I hardly wear short sleeves any more and if I do I wear a jumper over it. I wish I didn’t have to. Sometimes I see my scars as my battle wounds and other times I wish I didn’t have them. It’s very difficult. One day I hope they will have faded enough for me to wear short sleeves and not worry about them.