It's been over 2 years since my emergency cesarean, but I still obsess about my scar. Not just it's ugly, I lost sensitivity around the area. For the past several months I stopped crying I got one on the first place, but I'm still very concerned and in no way I think of it as a "badge of motherhood" and other fucking crap like that. No reassurance from my husband and my friend the scar is not a big deal. It is a big deal. It upsets me. Dunno what to do about my attitude adjustment. That's why I'm here I guess.
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