Chaos: Don't Stress, Undress

That time I thought I could jump off the picnic table like the big kids
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I kindof love that you didnt try to make this the sexiest tongue picture on lit 😜...i still have the hole and scar from getting my tongue pierced in college. I havent worn it regularly in at least 20 years, but i can still put a barebell in it. That looks like it really hurt though.
 
I first took this photo holding the skin tight so you could really see the scar under my belly from my two csections. But, it’s just a scar. The real story is my body—what it went through to get those marks, and how it has healed and changed since.

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I first took this photo holding the skin tight so you could really see the scar under my belly from my two csections. But, it’s just a scar. The real story is my body—what it went through to get those marks, and how it has healed and changed since.
There is no more beautiful sight than story the body of a mother tells
 
Scar theme is showing me there is an end to reach for.
It is a bit triggering.
Working on a good one, if I become a pic poster in the future I should have a great one.......... next year
 
My partner has many. 10 abdominal scars when we counted last night, but not comfortable sharing pics.
They don't bother me, it just makes her who she is. But they bother her, so...

Should have one from surgery, but was gone in months which really irritates her. LOL
I have a few, but nothing to write home about. I have invisible lumps under skin from broken bones.
Those have stories.
 
The scar below my sternum is barely visible now. The other three from that procedure are pretty much invisible these days. Not surprising since I got my gallbladder out back in 2010.

The scars on my hip are more recent, as in last summer. I had torn cartilage and a malformation on the ball joint that was damaging the hip socket, and was responsible for the torn cartilage.

I was in a shit ton of pain from that. I was walking with a cane at that point. I still have some discomfort, but nowhere near as bad as it was.
 

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Bringing life into this world is a feat that we as a society take for granted as some sort of common place miracle, whether of god or evolution, while ignoring the steep cost to a woman's body. The price was unexpectedly higher than I anticipated. And, a decade+ later I felt like the mob enforcer of womanhood was knocking on my abs telling me to pay up or live with innumerable issues for the rest of my life.

My 5 hour surgery ended up taking 8 hours. My scars, larger, and more numerous than initially planned. Someday they'll fade to white. Someday I won't give them a second thought. Someday, someday, someday...but for now they're a garish reminder that doctors & insurance viewed my body as disposable, and anything to do with motherhood was par for the course. I found my own surgeon, paid out of pocket, just to have a chance at a better quality of life. Worth it.
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Bringing life into this world is a feat that we as a society take for granted as some sort of common place miracle...
My 5 hour surgery ended up taking 8 hours...
Having been the other half to a eerily similar story, I understand your feelings. Similar 8-9 hours and all that goes with it. Far more common than people realize.
Thank you for sharing.
 
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Bringing life into this world is a feat that we as a society take for granted as some sort of common place miracle, whether of god or evolution, while ignoring the steep cost to a woman's body. The price was unexpectedly higher than I anticipated. And, a decade+ later I felt like the mob enforcer of womanhood was knocking on my abs telling me to pay up or live with innumerable issues for the rest of my life.

My 5 hour surgery ended up taking 8 hours. My scars, larger, and more numerous than initially planned. Someday they'll fade to white. Someday I won't give them a second thought. Someday, someday, someday...but for now they're a garish reminder that doctors & insurance viewed my body as disposable, and anything to do with motherhood was par for the course. I found my own surgeon, paid out of pocket, just to have a chance at a better quality of life. Worth it.

There isn't an appropriate reaction in the set of options here to express the combination of emotions I myself feel when I come to understand what our twisted priorities do to women. It's good that you are able to find the care you needed to restore some sense of better, but I'm sorry you had to go through that
 
Bringing life into this world is a feat that we as a society take for granted as some sort of common place miracle, whether of god or evolution, while ignoring the steep cost to a woman's body. The price was unexpectedly higher than I anticipated. And, a decade+ later I felt like the mob enforcer of womanhood was knocking on my abs telling me to pay up or live with innumerable issues for the rest of my life.

My 5 hour surgery ended up taking 8 hours. My scars, larger, and more numerous than initially planned. Someday they'll fade to white. Someday I won't give them a second thought. Someday, someday, someday...but for now they're a garish reminder that doctors & insurance viewed my body as disposable, and anything to do with motherhood was par for the course. I found my own surgeon, paid out of pocket, just to have a chance at a better quality of life. Worth it.
I hate our whole medical system. But to you and every other mother out there, if anyone disparages anything about the toll you and your bodies underwent to bring new life - fuck them. You don't deserve that shit.

You're miracle workers, all of you.
 
This thread currently...brings the beauty of life through many different perspectives/viewpoints.

To the women who have these marks for bringing life, I am in awe of you!

I was told before I was married, I couldn't and shouldn't have children. I tried the infertility testing, leaving with more questions than answers. I lost weight thinking it would help. I was wrong, it won't change what can't be. Too many medical conditions that would end in a terrible outcome.

These scars are fading, to never return again.

Yes the pic is filtered bc you won't see them otherwise.
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This thread currently...brings the beauty of life through many different perspectives/viewpoints.

To the women who have these marks for bringing life, I am in awe of you!

I was told before I was married, I couldn't and shouldn't have children. I tried the infertility testing, with more questions than answers. I lost weight thinking it would help. I was wrong, it won't change what can't be. Too many medical conditions that would end in a terrible outcome.

These scars are fading, to never return again.

Yes the pic is filtered bc you won't see them otherwise.
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Having been the other half to a eerily similar story, I understand your feelings. Similar 8-9 hours and all that goes with it. Far more common than people realize.
Thank you for sharing.
There isn't an appropriate reaction in the set of options here to express the combination of emotions I myself feel when I come to understand what our twisted priorities do to women. It's good that you are able to find the care you needed to restore some sense of better, but I'm sorry you had to go through that
I hate our whole medical system. But to you and every other mother out there, if anyone disparages anything about the toll you and your bodies underwent to bring new life - fuck them. You don't deserve that shit.

You're miracle workers, all of you.

Thank you, gentleman, all I ask is you love & support the women in your life, as I'm sure they've had to slay a medical Goliath more than once. Changing the institutional patriarchy that is western medicine is going yo take a frustratingly long time to fix.
 
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