How I Got My Scars

I’m finally writing this post, since I know that most people like to know things about others. While no one, besides doctors and nurses, has ever asked about the scars that are very visible on my arm, I know that a lot of people are wondering. I didn’t get my scars from some dark point in my life, but rather from one of the best years of my life. Now, you might think that weird, but I’ll explain.

I got each and every scar from working in the kitchen. Whether I was in school, or working in a professional hotel kitchen, each and every scar has a story. I don’t just have scars on my arms, but also on my stomach and legs, from having a baby. Scars are not something to be ashamed about! Scars show that you’ve lived and had experiences that literally let a mark on your life. While the scars on my arms may look a little questionable, I have come to love them. In my photos, I make a point to never edit my body, but I do tend to touch up my scars, to avoid questions and concerns.

Scars, such as stretch marks, are nothing to be ashamed about! They show how your body has changed, and for me, they show how incredible my body is. While I’m not going to flaunt my stretch marks in a bikini, I have come to see that they are apart of me. They remind me how incredible my body is to have grown a beautiful human! We as women, and especially mothers, should embrace our scars! I hope this post explains a little about my scars and why I’m not ashamed to show them off. Also, I you have any questions, feel free to ask!    Xoxo

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3 Comments

  1. June 18, 2017 / 5:39 pm

    This post really drew me in. I’m glad you got your scars from doing something you love.

    • thebrunettefactor
      June 18, 2017 / 7:18 pm

      Thank you, and thank you for reading!!

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