This happens when I was 3. My Dad was working abroad and this weekend he was to come back home. My parents planned to visit grandparents after our traditional sunday lunch of chicken soup.
I always was very active and curious kid and that day I was so excited. I guess the reason why I pulled this pan on me because I was curious what was inside….
I don’t remember pain. I remember a dark bathroom…. and the fact that day was cloudy, no sun, really cold water, and me in blanket in car on my Mum lap, her face, which I couldn't fully see because my face was partly cover by blanket.
Next things that I remember are of the hospital. Not very nice nurses, baths in cold water….. light in hospital room during the night….and my family standing behind small windows in door. I was so upset that they couldn’t come to me.
I also remember small boy who was laying in bed next to mine. We’d swap toys all the time, I remember he was smiley and jolly all the time.
As a little girl I hated fact that because of the scars I had to wear special clothes, a shirt which was so tight and uncomfortably hot during the summer. I also hated all of those exercise such as climbing on ladder etc. Always caused pain, sometimes still do.
In kindergarden kids were OK, but still remember one mum's asking if I can infect her kid!!
I think the worst time was when I was teenager. I had a swimming suit with long sleeves, during summer t-shirt's sleeves to the elbows.
All of those stupid questions and opinions which I heard….And boyfriends.... I was so ashamed to uncover my arms or show this different texture of my skin.
But with time slowly I started learn that scars shouldn't affect my life, or define my personality or who I am.
I learned that if someone is judging me by my scars I don’t need to worry about taking the time to get to know them, so sometimes they kind of helped.
Your project idea and the process of doing the photo shoot with you actually helped me to accept them. I can’t say I am happy with them ;) and still if I'm on some important business meeting I'm kind of trying to hide them (especially my left arm) but I stopped searching for some miracle surgery. Big thank you for that;):)