Is it normal to admire my self harm scars?
I don’t cut any more, but I used to. I never cut on my arms or anywhere people could really see, because I didn’t want anyone to know. Specifically, I cut on my upper thighs, where they would pretty much always be covered. I have never told anyone about my scars.
I like how they look on my body aesthetically and at times I crave doing it again, but I’m actively trying my best to ignore these feelings and to track when I feel them. I sometimes wish my whole body could be covered in scars, but I wouldn’t want people to bug me about them all the time.