Its as simple as that. I just turned 23. SH has been a best friend for 9 yrs now. I see all the scars I have. I see people glance from my face to my arms as they talk to me and in that moment Im mortified. I know ill always have to explain it. It makes me afraid to date due to the questions. Yet somehow I secretly find my scars beautiful. Ive become a pro at keeping it a secret. And if confronted Ive always said its my body mind your business. Ive never been on a site like this. Maybe I needed to be around people who wont say im a freak or craving attention….but the thought of it being gone forever can make me panic. Im not sure how I can ever be strong enough. How do I even save myself….from myself.