Story about my scar ✍🏻 (Patreon)

The most frequently asked question in my life is where did I get the scar on my stomach and I am so tired of this question that I decided to answer it to everyone at once (although I know that even this will not help and I will still be asked this question constantly 😂 )

When I was 6 months from birth, I got salmonellosis, my dad's mother, whom I saw only a couple of times in my life, gave me a small piece of smoked sausage, a six-month-old child !! 🤦🏻‍♀️ After that, I felt bad, but the treatment did not help and my intestines twisted. For two days I screamed, cried and there was many other terrible things, but the doctors kept saying that it will pass, these are symptoms of salmonellosis.

And when I even stopped crying, barely breathing and turned blue - my parents took me to the ambulance. The doctors couldn't blow out the intestines for a long time and decided to operate, but they couldn't untie the knot with their hands either and my parents were told that there was most likely no chance of saving me.

My mom told me that at that moment she and dad decided that they would get into the car, speed up and crash into a pole so as not to live on this earth without me, it was painful for me to listen to it.

They called another surgeon from another hospital and he arrived as quickly as he could and only he managed to untangle the knot in the intestine, everyone was so stressed that no one thought about a beautiful suture, of course 🙈

Now I have been suffering all my life because of adhesions in the place where the knot in the intestine was.

I had a strong complex about the scar all my life, the complexes were so strong that I never wore a separate swimsuit, and more often I swam in clothes, at 18 I went to the surgeon and thought about cutting out the scar, but since it was a keloid scar, and they tend to constantly grow, the doctor said that most likely the new scar will not look much better in many years 😅

I was so ashamed of it that when I started having close relationships with guys, even in bed I tried to always wear a T-shirt or wore high panties to cover the scar, and of course I always asked not to even look at it 🙈

And only thanks to nude photography I was able not only to accept the scar, but also to sincerely love it, now I understand that it is the same part of me as my arms, legs, ears, etc.

Yes, sometimes it hurts terribly, tightens the stomach, which makes it look a little strange, But I have come a terribly long way to this and I am glad that I have finally come to the point where I would never refuse to be without this scar on my stomach ♥️