My most prominent scars are on my hands and forearms. Someone once told me that they're almost like ones that might be attributed to a dog attack. I realize I don't need more of one than my chair, but to me they're an outward sign of what happened to me. My chair is a tool, but these scars are in my skin. They're important.
You know the scar Neo has on his back after he's unplugged from the Matrix? It looks like that. Keep it to yourself if you disagree; the comparison pleases me.
Anything that traumatizes, heals, or helps us grow leaves scars. They're not always visible, but they're there. My nurses gave me some cream or gel to rub into my scars to make them go away or obscure them partially. What would I want to do that for? It's not like people can't see that I'm in a wheelchair. My scars are part of who I am now. Plus I think they look really cool.
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