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My Life Story, Written In Flesh
****WARNING: THIS POST MAY BE TRIGGERING IF YOU HAVE OR CURRENTLY SELF HARM OR ARE A SUICIDE SURVIVOR****
I don't know a single person that doesn't have at least one scar.
Large or small, prominent or barely noticeable, every scar has a story attached; sometimes one we remember firsthand and sometimes one told to us because we were too young to remember.
This post is a celebration of all we've lived and struggled with and survived. Our scars are our story...written in flesh or carved in our minds.
"That's from the time I was chasing my sister on my bike and she stepped in front of me. I swerved on the gravel and the road bit my face. I refer to it as one of her two attempts to kill me. ( Kidding about her intention, not about how I refer to it. )" - me
This could be an example of one my daughter might tell:
"This one is from an emergency appendectomy when I was 8. I got sick from the anesthesia, so they gave me Phenergan. Turns out I have a really bad reaction to it, my mom says I was
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It is
It is dark and scary
It is dark and creepy
It is dark and scary
Jesus is the light
It is dark
It is scary
Jesus is the light
He will come at night
He will win the fight
Jesus is the light
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recovery crawl
beating 
is kinder 
than leaving.
sometimes I wish
your last words were 
movements. 
a hand against my cheek,
a fist to my chest, 
an arm around my neck,
nails on my wrist.
the ache more real
and easy 
to find. 
every night I ache and
I point all over. 
mostly my heart,
mostly my mind,
to the words stuck 
that won’t loosen 
that wedge themselves
in my teeth and fall out when
I’m drunk,
in his lap. he doesn’t need them, boy
that loves me until his
teeth rot, who says I don’t
deserve you who constricts 
my waist with his hands and who
whispers I love you before 
we fuck. he’s got courage like
the front lines of warfare, 
throwing himself into the densest dark
he’s ever felt up. thinking he can 
map it and find me waiting 
white and red on the other side.
the boy that says I love you knowing
he will gnaw the silent night
in return. who says it anyway. 
what does he do w
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Within
Crooked
I walk, limping
Skewed
Perspective twisting to fit,
Visions of the world,
Of people and Myself,
Through broken Oak leaves
That hide shadows,
Smiles and intentions
And how I wish I understood
What it means,
Feels like,
To Live,to Love,
With a full heart
Unafraid and unashamed
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****WARNING: THIS POST MAY BE TRIGGERING IF YOU HAVE SELF HARMED OR CURRENTLY SELF HARM OR ARE A SUICIDE SURVIVOR****


I don't know a single person that doesn't have at least one scar.

Large or small, prominent or barely noticeable, every scar has a story attached; sometimes one we remember firsthand and sometimes one told to us because we were too young to remember.

This post is a celebration of all we've lived and struggled with and survived. Our scars are our story...written in flesh or carved in our minds.

"That's from the time I was chasing my sister on my bike and she stepped in front of me. I swerved on the gravel and the road bit my face. I refer to it as one of her two attempts to kill me. ( Kidding about her intention, not about how I refer to it. )" - me

This could be an example of one my daughter might tell:

"This one is from an emergency appendectomy when I was 8. I got sick from the anesthesia, so they gave me Phenergan. Turns out I have a really bad reaction to it, my mom says I was ripping out my IVs and crawling over the bed rails until they had to give me something to make me sleep."

My friends have scar stories of their own:

"My beautiful battle scar on my upper right arm is still with me to this day! When I was 13 I was diagnosed with stage 3 Melanoma  (skin cancer). The surgeons cut away the entire cancerous section including some of my muscle. The surgery itself was 8 hours.  After months of more minor surgeries, stitches, Dr appointments, rehabilitation, and treatment I was in the clear, as in remission for 5 years." - Abby

"My favorite scar is from a c-section at 19. Frank Breach they called her. Her adoptive parents named her Alyssa. I like that name; I love her wherever she is." - Ericka

Not all scars are physical or visible, but are still carried with us and remembered vividly in a way that affects us years later:

"This one is from when I went to the ER for a severe Migraine attack. The doctor decided to give me Ketamine, also known by its street name, Special K. While rubbing his hands together and bouncing on his feet, he said to me in a giddy voice, "This will be fun!"
It was not fun. The walls moved around me and started closing in on me. The clock on the wall was making circular trips all around it. My bed felt like it was on violent waves of the sea, and I held on to the rail for dear life. My right leg disappeared. I couldn't find it. Then I felt myself fading, until my consciousness was nothing but a small speck in my chest. I thought I was going to be snuffed out for good. I screamed and screamed for help, even though I couldn't hear myself. The nurses ignored my complaints and asked if my Migraine was better. It wasn't. Shortly after, they came back with a second dose and said, "This will help."
It didn't. They left me alone for 2 hours with my hallucinations and paranoia and then sent me out the door in a wheelchair.
My Migraine was still not better." - Brianna

"These are from years of mental and emotional abuse from my father. They aren't all healed even now, 20+ years later." - me

"This one is from my father walking out on us." - anonymous

"My invisible scar is from being raped." - anonymous

Some scars are visible, but not understood...often those who carry them try to keep them hidden because of reactions based on the stigma attached, rather than compassion.

"Are you talking about physical scars or emotional/psychological scars as well? You could write a book on my psychological/emotional alone, but the physical one would be my body. I eat my feelings so it shouldn't surprise me that I look like I do. There are a few others from when I was cutting myself but they are hidden really well. Another thing is since I have always researched any diagnosis and/or test result is I also research the treatments so when I was cutting myself I knew where not to cut. I was mindful of being able to hide them." - Malinda

" These are from years of self harm--for me, it was easier to deal with the physical pain than the emotional pain. Some are hidden, some aren't; they are the days when the only thing that mattered was the physical pain to shield and distract me from emotional anguish." - me

"This one is from a suicide attempt." - anonymous

"I never hid my self harm scars. But people pretended not to notice because it was easier than admitting to themselves I needed help." - anonymous

"My scars are proof that I fought my demons and survived myself.  They are a reminder of my struggles I've conquered." - me

Sometimes scars are something that helps us relate to others, and reminders that others are fighting battles we can't always see. No matter which they are, our scars are part of us and of our story and can be used as a source of triumph over the things we've come through.

May your story be a tale of triumph and compassion.

wonderlandisntpretty.blogspot.…



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****WARNING: THIS POST MAY BE TRIGGERING IF YOU HAVE OR CURRENTLY SELF HARM OR ARE A SUICIDE SURVIVOR****

I don't know a single person that doesn't have at least one scar.

Large or small, prominent or barely noticeable, every scar has a story attached; sometimes one we remember firsthand and sometimes one told to us because we were too young to remember.

This post is a celebration of all we've lived and struggled with and survived. Our scars are our story...written in flesh or carved in our minds.

"That's from the time I was chasing my sister on my bike and she stepped in front of me. I swerved on the gravel and the road bit my face. I refer to it as one of her two attempts to kill me. ( Kidding about her intention, not about how I refer to it. )" - me

This could be an example of one my daughter might tell:

"This one is from an emergency appendectomy when I was 8. I got sick from the anesthesia, so they gave me Phenergan. Turns out I have a really bad reaction to it, my mom says I was ripping out my IVs and crawling over the bed rails until they had to give me something to make me sleep."

My friends have scar stories of their own:

"My beautiful battle scar on my upper right arm is still with me to this day! When I was 13 I was diagnosed with stage 3 Melanoma  (skin cancer). The surgeons cut away the entire cancerous section including some of my muscle. The surgery itself was 8 hours.  After months of more minor surgeries, stitches, Dr appointments, rehabilitation, and treatment I was in the clear, as in remission for 5 years." - Abby

"My favorite scar is from a c-section at 19. Frank Breach they called her. Her adoptive parents named her Alyssa. I like that name; I love her wherever she is." - Ericka

Not all scars are physical or visible, but are still carried with us and remembered vividly in a way that affects us years later:

"This one is from when I went to the ER for a severe Migraine attack. The doctor decided to give me Ketamine, also known by its street name, Special K. While rubbing his hands together and bouncing on his feet, he said to me in a giddy voice, "This will be fun!"
It was not fun. The walls moved around me and started closing in on me. The clock on the wall was making circular trips all around it. My bed felt like it was on violent waves of the sea, and I held on to the rail for dear life. My right leg disappeared. I couldn't find it. Then I felt myself fading, until my consciousness was nothing but a small speck in my chest. I thought I was going to be snuffed out for good. I screamed and screamed for help, even though I couldn't hear myself. The nurses ignored my complaints and asked if my Migraine was better. It wasn't. Shortly after, they came back with a second dose and said, "This will help."
It didn't. They left me alone for 2 hours with my hallucinations and paranoia and then sent me out the door in a wheelchair.
My Migraine was still not better." - Brianna

"These are from years of mental and emotional abuse from my father. They aren't all healed even now, 20+ years later." - me

"This one is from my father walking out on us." - anonymous

"My invisible scar is from being raped." - anonymous

Some scars are visible, but not understood...often those who carry them try to keep them hidden because of reactions based on the stigma attached, rather than compassion.

"Are you talking about physical scars or emotional/psychological scars as well? You could write a book on my psychological/emotional alone, but the physical one would be my body. I eat my feelings so it shouldn't surprise me that I look like I do. There are a few others from when I was cutting myself but they are hidden really well. Another thing is since I have always researched any diagnosis and/or test result is I also research the treatments so when I was cutting myself I knew where not to cut. I was mindful of being able to hide them." - Malinda

" These are from years of self harm--for me, it was easier to deal with the physical pain than the emotional pain. Some are hidden, some aren't; they are the days when the only thing that mattered was the physical pain to shield and distract me from emotional anguish." - me

"This one is from a suicide attempt." - anonymous

"I never hid my self harm scars. But people pretended not to notice because it was easier than admitting to themselves I needed help." - anonymous

"My scars are proof that I fought my demons and survived myself.  They are a reminder of my struggles I've conquered." - me

Sometimes scars are something that helps us relate to others, and reminders that others are fighting battles we can't always see. No matter which they are, our scars are part of us and of our story and can be used as a source of triumph over the things we've come through.

May your story be a tale of triumph and compassion.
My Life Story, Written In Flesh
****WARNING: THIS POST MAY BE TRIGGERING IF YOU HAVE SELF HARMED OR CURRENTLY SELF HARM OR ARE A SUICIDE SURVIVOR****

I don't know a single person that doesn't have at least one scar.

Large or small, prominent or barely noticeable, every scar has a story attached; sometimes one we remember firsthand and sometimes one told to us because we were too young to remember.

This post is a celebration of all we've lived and struggled with and survived. Our scars are our story...written in flesh or carved in our minds.

wonderlandisntpretty.blogspot.…
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Acceptance.

It's a dirty word.
The world tells us not to accept our limitations, not to accept no for an answer, that all things can be conquered and beaten if we push hard enough.

The world is sometimes wrong.
Sometimes, limitations are what keeps us alive. Sometimes, taking no for an answer is necessary. Sometimes, there are things that can't be conquered or beaten, but simply lived with.

Disability and chronic illness can be all of those things, but acceptance is seen all too often as giving up.

It's not.
After 4 years of living with chronic migraine disorder and 4 years of trying find my limits and exceed them, I'm just now learning what I thought I already knew: that acceptance of my new normal and new reality is necessary to function as well as I can.

That it isn't giving up, it's what I need to keep fighting.

That it's not a one time deal, it's a continuous process- and some days I will fail at it.

That failing at it some days is not the end of the world, even when it feels like it.

That every day is a new chance and a new learning experience.

That I can still be happy on most days even if I'm not being a poster child for for trying to overcome my disorder.

That the only thing I really need to overcome is my own preconceived ideas of the advocate/fighter/hero/example to others I "should" be.

That acceptance is not easy, but it's not a dirty word.

That I will be okay...because I can accept my new normal...over and over again if need be.

And so will you.  

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Selena
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
United States
I am
Stronger
Than I ever was
Wiser
Than I ever wished
Sexier
Than when I was 20
Sillier
Than my kids
Happier
Than ever before
Confident
In who I am
I am
An artist
A poet
A mom
A daughter
A grandmother
A sister
A lover
A fighter
I am
Simply
Uniquely
Me

S.Wilson
"Just Me"

I live with chronic daily migraines. Art and writing have always been my form of expression and way of making peace with my demons.
I'm a mom to 4 (grown) kids and a grandma to 3 adorable grandspawns, as well a mom to an assortment of rescued cats and turtles, plus one big slobbery German Shepherd.
I'm a full time college student when my illness allows (I'm currently taking a break while I see if a new treatment helps) going for my bachelor degree in technical writing and majoring in english.
I admin a support group for migraine sufferers on Facebook every Thursday, and advocate for chronic pain awareness, suicide prevention awareness, mental health awareness, domestic violence awareness, and child abuse awareness... these are all things I have personal experience in life with.

Always know that if you struggle with any of these YOU ARE NOT ALONE. 💜
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