Saturday, 18 June 2016

Dear Diary: Embracing Your Scars and Imperfections

I've retyped this intro a good five times because omg how do I be inspirational but funny and honest but not cringy?? Ummm, maybe I'll just be a nice, hearty mix of all four and hope that by the end of reading this you'll be feeling uplifted and have sore abs from chortling away at my jokes and won't be reaching for a sick bucket. I love being an over-sharer on the Internet, in fact, I pride myself on it. However, sometimes being an over-sharer also means that you have to be open and (ewww) a bit vulnerable, and not only wear your heart on your sleeve but maybe your liver, spleen and a couple of kidneys too. Because even though your Instagram life looks waaay better than your fave Sims family who were literally swimming in cash because you went a bit overboard with the Motherlode cheat, we all still have our own imperfections, flaws and insecurities. And guess what gal pals? That's sooo okay.



I don't know what it is about Summer that inspires everyone to spend even longer in the mirror picking at every flaw and vowing to change what we see because omg I cannot be seen in a bikini like this, someone call 999 because my beach body needs to be registered as missing. However, the stupid thing is we're all doing and thinking the exact same thing and when we actually get on holiday, we're all too busy worrying about how we look to even take notice of anyone else. 

When I was 16, I had to have pretty intensive spinal surgery to correct the curves in my spine and was in hospital for a month. Although I really don't like talking about it in fear of coming across as attention seeking and it's well and truly in the past, these sort of things do leave their mark on your body and all of a sudden you have to come to terms with these new physical features that you can't do anything about.  

Obviously, going in to the operation I knew that I'd be left with a pretty monster scar down the length of my back that kind of looks like you could unzip me and find a robot or alien inside. However, after taking it all in, 15/16 year old me really wasn't phased by the thought of this new addition to my body and I feel so thankful to my former self for having that attitude which I've always maintained since. For the most part, I kind of forget about its existence because it's usually covered up by clothes and you know...behind me. However, when the time does come around to start thinking about stripping off in to essentially what is just underwear on a beach full of strangers, I do feel more aware of it and wonder if people are staring at it with a repulsed expression hidden under their sunglasses.

But at the end of the day, so what if they are? (And let's face it, they're probably not). Because, as cliché as it sounds, I went through something cool but really hard and literally life changing to get that scar- and when you think about it like that, it's almost like a souvenir. The same goes for all our flaws and imperfections and the things we wish we could just make disappear with a magic wand, they only have power over us and define us if we let them. As soon as we hold our hands up and say "hey, I've got an ugly scar" or "I don't like my squint teeth but I like X, Y and Z about myself", what more can anyone say on the matter except "oh that's cool, well I don't like my nose."? Because find me a person who likes every single thing about themselves (and if you do then find me Jeremy Kyle and tell him to bring his lie detector machine because I don't believe it).

Even though I have a scar that looks like I've been attacked by a bear, bones sticking out in the weirdest places and pretty much the shortest torso paired with the longest legs known to man (yey for proportion), it doesn't mean I'm not bloomin hilarious and cool (har-de-har). And just because you don't like your nose or wish you had a flatter tummy or whatever it is, doesn't mean you're any less fun to be around, interesting, clever or just an overall amaze person. So take control of your flaws, shout about them from the rooftops and take steps to learn to love them because at the end of the day they're what make you you and that's a bloomin special thing to be. 

So be kind to yourself this Summer gals and look 10/10 in your swim wear. I'm off to look in the mirror and tell my scar I love it, then have five chocolate digestives to reward myself for being so freakin body positive. Thanks for reading! 

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  1. I have a very similar scar from spinal fusion surgery for a fractured spine, I also have several coming off it and around my sides. I love them, they signify what I've been through and survived. I also like to say it's where my zip used to be.

    Lovely, lovely post <3

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  2. You..are definitely fabulous (no matter what your domain name says!) Love it! I have a huge scar on my knee, well..it feels huge to me. I used to over it when wearing dresses but it's a conversation starter :)

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  3. This is such a great post. You are an inspiration!
    We all definitely need to embrace our scars, stretchmarks and imperfections!

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  4. Love this post! Yes to the reward in the form of digestives - always the best! Embracing your body is something everyone needs to do, noones perfect, so picking yourself apart isn't going to make it any better!

    http://psychologyfoodandfitness.blogspot.com

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  5. I love this! You are such an inspiration... I hope I have your confidence one day! xx

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  6. I had to look at your picture for a good few minutes to even notice the scar...always embrace what you have and screw what people think of you, as long as your happy! fantastic post hun! x

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