The past month since surgery I’ve been feeling very nostalgic for my old physicality. I’ve been giving myself grief each time I look down and my scars are still visible, that they are not completely healed and faded like the appendectomy scar near them.
And I realized that my self-love or lack thereof was leading to this point, which made a light go off in my head, and I realized how much I was lacking what I truly needed to be healthy and heal.
Life is hard sometimes, we give ourselves too little credit for the things we endure and overcome, and we bare our battle wounds and scars like titans, even if hardly anyone appreciates or sees it. We know it’s there, wrapped under the scar tissue, under the emotional baggage that comes out when we feel vulnerable.
That’s what it was like for me to take these images and post them for the world to see. Vulnerability. But it also put me at ease. It was a self-guided lesson to loving the curves and shadows of myself, of being content with my the way I look and the way it makes me feel. To accept it and realize it’s okay and I will heal.
We will all heal.
2. no place to go
4. feeling small
6. picking up
7. gaining composure
10. just breathe
Photographer: Lynnsey Dunson