I'm an 18 year old girl with doctor diagnosed Borderline Personality Disorder, Panic Disorder, Social Anxiety, and Dermatillomania. This is where I vent. Feel free to submit your own vents to share in the submit section to the right.
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January 21, 2013
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"People act like scars are the worst things in life you can have, these people obviously don’t have very many. When your arms, your legs, your face, your heart and your mind are so covered in scar tissue it’s all you see, you get used to it. It’s a symbol of struggle, wounds that have healed and battles long since fought. I’ve had facial scars since I was a child, and now that they’ve faded my face no longer feels like my own. Scars make you who you are, physically, emotionally, mentally, they’re your bodies way of marking the great and terrible event that have affected you profoundly. They’re the simplest way to map out who you are."