Loving my Scars

Six years ago, my friends and I went mountain climbing in Mt. Tabayoc in Kabayan, Benguet. It was December and only a few days before Christmas. We started early our trek through Mt. Tabayoc’s forest up to its summit. On our way back to the campsite, when we were less than an hour away, I slipped, hit one of the protruded roots and broke my leg. It was the most painful experience of my life and two surgeries after, one to repair and the other to remove the implant, I am left with scars on my knee and lower leg. For months after each surgery, I faithfully applied scar removers as prescribed by my doctor. Most of us see scars as signs of imperfection, that is why it is considered to be unattractive. We live in a society that places a great deal of importance of how we look and finds a solution for every flaw. Keloid developed and after some time, I gave up. I avoided wearing skirts and shorts that would show my scars....