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Kobiety pozują, pokazując swoje blizny w projekcie fotograficznym „Behind The Scars”. Blizny powstałe w pożarze, ataku bombowym, wypadku, przez operację czy trądzik sprawiają, że codzienność dla tych kobiet to walka z kompleksami o samoakceptację i pokochanie swoich nowych ciał. Zobacz pełne odwagi zdjęcia.

Blizny mogą wywołać szereg kompleksów, przypominając o traumatycznych wydarzeniach. Najczęściej kojarzą się z bólem i cierpieniem. Ślady, które pozostają po wypadkach lub zabiegach chirurgicznych mają też wpływ na zdrowie psychiczne poszkodowanego. Posiadacze blizn na co dzień starają się je ukryć, aby ustrzec się przed oceniającym wzrokiem ludzi.

Sophie Mayenne, fotografka z Londynu postanowiła zmienić takie postrzeganie i stworzyła projekt fotograficzny „Behind The Scars”, serię przejmujących zdjęć ludzi, ich blizn i historii. Kobiety na zdjęciach wyglądają pięknie i szczerze opowiadają o tym, przez co przeszły i jak poradziły sobie z akceptacją swoich nowych ciał. Niektóre z nich pokochały swoje blizny, bo przypominają im o tym, że żyją. Zobacz pełne siły i odwagi zdjęcia.

 

1. Isabella, ucierpiała w pożarze domu

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In building the website these past weeks, I've revisited some of the very first portraits I took for #behindthescars – it feels crazy that this was last May, and only the second studio shoot for the series. I'm going to revisit some stories from those first shoots – as some of you who joined the project later may have not seen all of them! This is from the first set of portraits I took of Isabella. #behindthescars Isabella "In the summer of '15 I was in a house fire. My clothes and way of life up in flames. I spent my summer in a burns unit on Fulham Road. My scars and scar tissue continue to change, but I have never felt more beautiful." @fauxnandes photographed in London, UK. (May 2017)

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2. Hannah, cierpi na chorobę Kawasakiego, przez którą przechodziła częste operacje klatki piersiowej.

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#behindthescars Hannah “When I was 3 I was affected by Kawasaki Disease. It’s an illness that causes inflammation of the blood vessels and if left untreated can cause major damage to the heart. I was an early case in the UK. Many doctors have never seen it before, and it took a long time to get a diagnosis. So after a long period of illness and uncertainty, doctors decided to perform a bypass on my heart. I was four years old. It saved my life and I made a full recovery. Then in 2005, at the age of 16, I suffered a cardiac arrest outside a bus stop on the street as I was walking to college. It came completely out of the blue. My heart had stopped, but luck was on my side that day – as a doctor pulled up on a bus and got off and saved my life before the ambulance arrived. I then ended up spending 3 months in hospital – 2 in intensive care fighting for my life. Most of my scars come from that time. operations on my lungs, chest drains, tracheostomy and eventually fitting me with an ICD that enabled me to go home. As a teenager I hated my scars. I used to be so embarrassed, I used to cover them up at every opportunity. It took me a long time to feel comfortable showing them, but now I love them and without them I wouldn’t be me. Having said that, last year I had to have another bypass which meant a brand new scar. I was nervous about my body changing again, but, I see them as achievements of survival. Without them I wouldn’t be here, and for that, I am grateful.” @hannahedwards88

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3. Maria, oparzenia

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#behindthescars Maria "Me. 1 years old, in my kitchen. With or without my mother? There are 2 different stories. The cup of hot tea came down upon me. My parents undressed me, but, when they took off my clothes, the skin went with them. So, some surgery happened. I have the scars from that. I also have one from a physician, who made a mistake – so I have one more scar. These are the biggest I have. I always thought that my scars weren’t problem. I didn't care. But, in a certain way, I was sure that my body was already ‘gone’. I’d been passed a sentence. I was not beautiful, and I couldn’t be. Because of my scars. I have treated myself as something with no value. Each new burn, or pain I received went untreated and became a scar. I wasn’t aware I was treating myself wrongly. I’m now trying to tell myself I’m good. I’m beautiful, because of my scars." @gavsetti

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4. Iesha, poparzenie gorącym olejem

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#behindthescars Iesha I was 12 or 13 when it happened. I don’t remember exactly when because my memories were distorted by the traumatic nature of it all. I was sitting in the living room when I suddenly felt an unexplained impulse to go to the kitchen. I followed it, and walked in on my niece, who was 4 at the time, reaching up, about to pull a pot of hot oil off the stove and all over herself. I totally blacked out at that point, and became conscious to the sound of my brother screaming, and third degree burns all over my hand and arm. As he later explained to me, I had instinctively pushed my niece out of the way to shield her from the oil, and ended up badly burning myself. She was only small, and her body would have been completely engulfed by the vat of hot oil. I was in hospital for almost 2 months, and had to undergo skin graft surgery, using skin from my thigh. After that, I needed extensive physical therapy to learn how to use my arm and leg again. My mom says that I didn’t cry once when I was in hospital- I think the whole ordeal was too surreal for me to process. It was when I left hospital that things got real. I didn’t realise the effect this would have on my entire personality, how it would shape my interior. I struggled deeply with self esteem and self acceptance- I was suddenly terrified of anyone seeing my body. I overcompensated for my insecurities by doubling down on my personality, making it bigger and brighter so that the people around me would be too busy being pleased and entertained to notice that I’m never seen without full-length sleeves. My school years were spent in Miami, Florida and the Caribbean, but the blistering heat made no difference to me. I endured the suffocation of jackets and trousers because that was preferable to being seen. This is how I was for so many years, and it’s only since last year- 9 years after the accident- that I started to slowly, slowly, kind of begin to accept myself. But at the beginning of 2018 I was hit with an epiphany. I started to reflect within, and see how I have allowed my scars to grip and limit my life." continued in comments @blvk.velvet

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5. Anna, przeszczep skóry po wypadku samochodowym

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BEHIND THE SCARS: ANNA "In August 2016 a lorry ran over my arm: the wheel stopped on my elbow before reversing off again, taking my bone and skin with it. Over the year I’ve had 5 surgeries, most recently a bone graft and a muscle-flap skin graft from my back. Clarissa Pinkola Estés says ‘the doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door’. I love this! In my scars I find pride, sensitivity and beauty. My arm was remade of myself. But there is also anger and deep pain: scar tissue is tough, dry, and inflexible. It limits further the movement of my arm. I don’t think my pain and my pride can ever be separated. They will always be connected. But I feel in touch with both states and this makes me feel multiple, it feels exciting." @annakeels

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6. Dinora, samookaleczenie

7. Tulsi, komplikacje i leczenie po przeszczepie nerki

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Behind The Scars: Tulsi "2006. What seemed like a simple blood test at my GP surgery soon turned into my life changing again! I got diagnosed with end stage renal failure. I was going to die! That’s all I concluded as I couldn’t process what my consultant was telling me. 24 hours of lying in one position post biopsy was painful but hearing that my kidneys were failing sent me into a shock. All I wanted to do was complete my degree. I don’t want to quit now! 4 months post diagnosis I was on peritoneal dialysis. Everything was happening so fast, from severe metallic taste in my mouth to suddenly training to use my machine every night at home! I was so exhausted all the time and suffered from nausea daily. This was due to the toxins building up. I had a catheter surgically fitted into my adnominal region. This is where I was connecting to my machine every night for 8 hours. My spare bedroom became a store room for all the fluids and cleaning items. The first few months were difficult as I was always fatigued. I managed to attend university and deferred my dissertation to the following year as I couldn’t cope with it all. Before I plugged myself to the machine I would place my text books and laptop on my bed so I could complete my assignments and revision.I managed to complete my degree with a 2:1 which was amazing! January 2009 I got a phone call at 1am from the hospital informing me that a kidney became available. I was in the midst of renovating my house during this period so my mind was on meeting with the builders and architect. I asked the doctor when can I let him know, surely they can keep the kidney for a few days!!! He said you have 5 minutes to decide, it would be a shame to let it go as it’s a near perfect match! So I guess it was a yes!! I was sure I'd be discharged soon after the operation so I could get back to the renovations… 4 days in hospital recovering from the transplant I felt ready to tackle the world again. However when I got home something didn’t feel right – surely it must be the post operation pain. I couldn’t sleep or sit, suddenly my bed was the worst place and I was angry all the time. Continued in comments. @tulsidivalove

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8. Bianca, bliznowce powstałe po ciężkim trądziku

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#behindthescars Bianca " My keloid scars developed after I had severe acne on my face, back and chest. I was prescribed tablets to clear the acne but unfortunately they turned some acne spots into keloids. Since the age of 13 I've had multiple injections and I’m now going through surgery to try and flatten the scars on my face even though keloids are known to grow back. Keloids itch and burn and cause pain on a daily basis. They've stopped me from living my life, wearing certain clothing and caused anxiety and depression. Sometimes people don't realise how scars/skin condition can ruin an individuals mental health. From the nasty comments I have received, I have now realised life's too short to care what people think. I am starting to try love my skin and to believe I am unique. This is the beginning of my journey to become free from negativity and to regain a positive mind set" @biancahoneybeex #scars #keloid #positive

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9. Maya, cierpi na pęcherzowe oddzielanie się naskórka

10. Gemma, blizny pooperacyjne

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#behindthescars Gemma “My body is littered with the scars of troubled times. For a very long time my body felt like a battleground. It tried to kill me on more than one occasion, and has caused me immeasurable pain. I was born with a solitary right kidney, and a number of serious congenital conditions. My first year was spent on the wars of Great Ormond Street Hospital. Until my late teens I yo-yoed between home and the hospital. I underwent numerous, and often ground breaking surgeries on my kidney, bowel and urinary tract which left me with the large scars that wrap around my midriff. As a child my parent never outwardly made a fuss of my ill heath or difference in appearance, it was at school that I began to become aware that I wasn’t like the other children, and I was often bullied. During my 20s I was in good health. Trips to the hospital had dropped to a couple a year and I was busy feeling invincible and partying hard, but that all suddenly changed. On 4th July 2005 I was admitted to UCH with actor renal failure and sepsis. A stone was blocking the entrance to my only kidney, and my organs were shutting down. I suffered a cardiac arrest and had to be resuscitated. A nephrostomy dialysis and an induced coma saved my life. I’m told it is miraculous I’m alive. It was the mental scars from this period that cut the deepest. I suffered PTSD, depression and anxiety. I sometimes felt the memory loss and anger I was experiencing would eat me up. At last count I have 15 scars on my skin, and I accept as I grown older I will add to these. My relationship with my body and scars hasn’t been an easy one. For years I yearned to be normal. To feel no shame wearing a bikini or a short skirt. I have never articulated to anyone what I would have given to change it, yet as I have grown older (and less inclined to give a shit!) I have come to see my body as a wonderful gift. It is uniquely mine, and I bloody love it. It has taught me things nothing else could. It is resilient and it is beautiful. My body and I are now an army – and my scars an exquisite reminder of it’s strength.” @gemmabanks

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11. Pollie, ucierpiała w ataku bombowym

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#behindthescars Polly “In 2002, in the middle of the dance floor, Cher was playing and the HK Vandals rugby club and supporters were relaxing by the bar after a hard day of rugby at The Sari Club. Just after 11pm lives were shattered when two bombs were detonated. First in Paddys Bar across the road and then a larger and deadlier one outside the Sari Club. My husband, Dan, and his friends were killed instantaneously and my two girl-friends either side of me didn’t make it out either. For some reason, I survived the blast and after picking off the debris was able to haul myself out onto the roof and run across it, whilst on fire, to safety. Little did I know then how badly burned my body was, but I had in fact sustained 43% burns and shrapnel injuries. Medics from Australia flew into Bali to help with the rescue effort and managed to get me to Brisbane Hospital where after 2 and a half months and 11 surgeries I was finally allowed to fly home to the UK. Left to deal with my husband’s funeral and memorial, shutting down of my life in HK (where I had been living with my husband Dan), getting well and back to work was exhausting. Somehow, I survived the ordeal by taking each day at a time as during the early days looking back was too painful and looking forward was too scary. Slowly over time my body and mind healed -the mind took longer! I was lucky enough to meet Andy, my husband and have two kids, Lawrence and Nicola. I always felt that within “unlucky” I was “lucky” as I had my family and so many friends supporting me through this most terrible time. With nine friends (including my husband) dying, I also wanted to find some positivity when all around me was so negative, so dark. I had lost my “innocence”, my belief that nothing bad ever happens to people like “me” and I needed to re-build that faith by helping others in my late husband’s and friend’s memory. Thus, Dan’s Fund For Burns, an adult burns charity was launched. Over 15 years we have raised £2,000,000 and helped many other burns survivors in the UK. So, in my mind, we have done more good than they did evil. Now that’s what I call a result!” @polski0613

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12. Juliet, blizna po operacji usunięcia raka

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#behindthescars Juliet “I was diagnosed with breast cancer in February 2016. Some days I’m happy and other days I’m really sad about what happened to me. I had a bilateral mastectomy so have two large scars across my chest. My first mastectomy was in March 2016 and I was left with a really large single breast. I then requested that my doctors removed my right breast, which they finally agreed to in November 2017 – so I know have two big scars – but I feel a lot better and happier now that I’m symmetrical. I really like my scars. They are a reminder of what I’ve gone through, and they also tell me who I am now after all of the trauma. They don’t define who I am, but they are definitely part of me and the new person that I am. The mental healing was really difficult after the first mastectomy but much easier, and quicker after the second. I was actually happy after the second mastectomy and felt relieve that the breast was gone! The second scar is a lot neater than the first as well – which has helped with accepting it. I get a lot of support from a closed Facebook group called Flat Friends which is a group of women live with no breasts, or one breast. They were, and are, brilliant. I’m trying to raise awareness of the importance of choice for women after mastectomies. We’re often pushed down the reconstruction route, and not offered any other options – including remaining flat. My decision to remain flat and to have my remaining breast removed was one of the most difficult decisions – but it was also empowering and wonderful. I’m really happy to be living without breasts and want to try and remove the stigma. Having these photos will hopefully help in increasing the visibility of women living flat.” @julietkfp

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13. Raiche, ucierpiała w pożarze domu

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Behind The Scars: Raiche “At the age of 18 months I received 70% burns in a house fire. I lost a few limbs, the majority of my hair and the features of my face. I was fortunate to have a supportive network of friends and family. A significant part of my coping and recovery was being a part of the children’s burns club. They showed me that being different is positive, and you can embrace who you are – but most importantly they believed in me and helped me to see I was not alone. My scars are like beauty spots. They are not something to be ashamed or embarrassed by. Attitudes to people with differences are changing, and by sharing my story I want you all to know that being different is what makes you most beautiful.” @raiche_x

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14. Abigail, blizny powypadkowe

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#behindthescars Stories from NYC: Abigail I was in an accident when I was 13. I had six skin and muscle grafting surgeries, almost had my foot amputated, and went through years of pysiotherapy. I can’t recall an exact moment of accepting my scars. It’s been a gradual journey, and I’m still on it. I had an amazing support system of family and friends who helped me realizet I had a choice: I could choose to be miserable and hide, or I could get on with it and live my life. Most of my stress was tied up in how other people might see me. I don’t think it was a question of whether I could accept what happened to me. I remember crying in the hospital because I felt certain that no one would love me because of my leg. It seems ridiculous thinking back, but it says a lot about how much we define our self-worth by others standards. Even as a 13 year old girl I felt that. Feeling like you’re being judged or like you’re ugly or not good enough… it’s painful. But we all go through it in life in varying degrees. As much as I struggled early on, covering up was never an option for me. On hot summer days, I’ve had people come to me and basically congratulate me on wearing shorts despite the appearance of my leg. I know they mean well, but I always laugh and think “Okay I know it’s bad, but I didn’t think it was that bad!” My path to self-acceptance has been about altering my mindset and training myself to be confident. I’ve had to self-talk my way through a lot of situations that made me uncomfortable. Being around strangers, or meeting new people when my leg was visible scared the shit out of me. Walking down the beach in a bathing suit I would think “Fuck anyone who stares at me!” I’d repeat that over and over in my head. I had to convince myself that I didn’t care what anyone thought. It’s not exactly quote-worthy, but now I can walk down the beach no problem! I try to have fun with it, too. I have a lot of good leg jokes in my arsenal. There’s so much pressure on women and men to look perfect and maintain a perfect image on social media. I’m guilty of trying to keep up with this, too. It’s insane. Continued in comments @abin0rmal

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15. Sammie, komplikacje po laparoskopii

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#behindthescars Sammie “In 2012 at the mere age of 16 I went for a diagnostic laparoscopic procedure. What was a simple surgery turned into a nightmare. The doctor had cut a blood vessel and perforated my small bowel four times. It took two additional surgeries to control the bleeding. I left the hospital four surgeries later along with a blood clot. I was in and out of the hospital with complications. Pseudo-aneurysm in left wrist, a mass on my vocal chords, granulation scarring on my stomach. Because of this accident I’ve had ten surgeries. I’m also in recovery now for 5 years. I used to hate my scar and myself. I’ve now learned to love myself. It shows how strong I am. I’m a survivor in more ways than one. Though many are still taken aback by my scar, I embrace it with pride. This has changed my life forever and the repercussions are difficult – but I am trying and that’s all I can do.” @sammiecattaneo @behindthescars_

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16. Pier, komplikacje po przeszczepie skóry

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#behindthescars NYC Stories: Pier “I was born with a hereditary birthmark I got from my great grandmother who died a few months after I was born, I’ve always felt connected to her because of it. As a kid my mother told me not to be ashamed of it and not to cover it. Sometimes people would stare at the mall or ask me about it but for the most part I was pretty ok with It. When I was 19 both my mother and grandma had cancer and my birthmark was changing colour, texture and shape – all signs of melanoma. So I had a somewhat preventive surgery to remove my birthmark. I got a skin transplant on my arm from skin grafted on my inner thigh. The transplant was not successful and I was left with 2 scars including some keloid formation on my arm. Recovery was quite scary. I was in college so had to clean and heal my own wounds and the sight of my raw flesh was very much like a horror movie. At the time I was secretly dealing with body dysmorphic disorder so I just decided to wear covered clothes regardless of the weather and just never show my scars to anyone. To this day most of the people that know me, even my closest friends, don’t know about this. In the era of instagrammable perfection and a place like NYC I hear people all the time criticising someone’s appearance or even their own. It’s then when I think “I wonder what they would say about my scars?”. I wish I was a stronger example of good self esteem, but everyone has different ways of coping. Everyone has a different journey to self acceptance. Sometimes I buy pretty strapless dresses and try to convince myself to wear them. Most of the times, I don’t. Other times I do and I go on a ride on the subway as if I’m testing the waters. I’m working on rewinding my brain to the days where I was a kid and very much aware that differences are what makes someone special and stronger.” @pierangeliwit

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17. Saffron, poparzenie

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Behind The Scars: Saffron “I survived because the fire inside of me burned brighter than the fire around me’. On May bank holiday 2002, I was spinning in front of my living-room gas fire when my dress caught alight onto the flames. I sustained 28% full-thickness burns. I was 4-years- old and spent the next 12 weeks, leading up to my fifth birthday, being treated at the burns unit in Salisbury hospital. A full thickness burn means that all three layers of my skin ( the epidermis, dermis and subcutis) has been damaged. The treatment involved intensive surgery which consisted of removing all the burnt toxic tissue and replacing it with the transplantation of either skin grafts, from a donor area of my own body, or synthetic skin called Integra. My new skin was stapled together in-place until healed which left pin-hole marks and areas of thick scar tissue. Combined, this creates the scar you visually see; my burn, as well as additional skin-graph scars (though these do fade over time!). Scar tissue does not stretch, meaning as I grew I needed continuous amendments to enable the scars to catch up with my developing body. Because I was so young at the time of my accident, It was apparent fromthe outset that there would be many more operations to come. Since then, I have, as expected had several more operations and embarked on a journey of physical and mental recovery. I can finally say that I not only accept, but love the skin that I am in. A longtime ago I realised that my burns will never go, and instead are a part of who I am. – My scars are a beacon of my own strength and the adversity I am able to overcome.” @saffcohen #behindthescars #burns #scars #scarstellastory

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18. Jo, blizny pooperacyjne

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Behind The Scars: Jo “When I was just one week old I was diagnosed as having several blockages in my small intestine. I was admitted to Great Ormond Street Hospital where the blockages were bypassed in a series of 5 operations to reconnect parts of my duodenum. My mum says I was unable to keep down any food. “When I saw her I burst into tears as she looked so tiny. Like a little bird, all eyes. That the surgeons were able to operate on such a tiny baby and save her life was incredible. We are unbelievably grateful, and still are.” It was a stressful time for my parents, but I don’t remember a thing! My scar has never bothered me – it’s just who I am. Sometimes I have to remind myself of what people are staring at when I am walking on the beach in my bikini….”

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19. Kizzy, ucierpiała w pożarze

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#behindthescars Kizzy “I’m 31, and back in 2013, on July 10th I was in a caravan fire as I felt let down my society. I kept going into abusive relationships and suffered with depression. That night when it happened there was just me, and no one else. I woke up in hospital, having to learn how to do everything again. I had done this to myself because my kids, my babies, my life, were taken away from me. I wanted to be with them in spirit. It’s been a long, painful journey. There’s been so much crying, pain and upset. I had to learn to walk, talk and eat again. I died more than 3 times. I have 96% burns. I’m trying my best, despite the horrible comments and things people say to me. I go along to events like the Katie Piper (@katiepiper_ ) weekend to boost my confidence, and I’m beginning to love me. This is how I look, and I’m here still, to be a Mum again. I have 3 kids who I don’t see, but I do get to see my little girl. I want to do my best and help others not to hide away. I still have depression and PTSD, so I find things hard.” @kizzykisskiss9

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20. Aimee, cierpi na łuszczycę

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Behind The Scars: Aimee “I’ve had plaque psoriasis since my early teens, affecting the usual places such as scalp and elbows. I later developed psoriasis in my nails on both my hands and feet, and have since had to have nails permanently removed to stop the pain. In January this year I contracted tonsillitis, and this was the main cause, on top of stress which caused my guttate psoriasis to form. It rapidly spread over my face and body. I have spent the last 4 months coming to tears with my new look and adapting to a complete lifestyle overhaul, including major dietary changes. Fortunately the positive reactions towards me outweigh the negative. I’m now feeling amazing, and want to help others to feel brave enough to flaunt their flaws.” @aimeegracey

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21. Lousie, blizny po trądziku

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Behind The Scars: Louise "I’ve been struggling with acne for over 10 years. I always managed to cover it quite well with make-up, but when I was around 13 I visited a Doctor who told me I would grow out of it. At 16, I went back to the Doctor who gave me antibiotics which didn’t help permanently. As I’ve got older, the acne has got more difficult to manage. I have been offered accutane, which I have put off due to my mother having severe mental health problems. (roaccuatane has been known to trigger such problems). However, I have decided to try it. I have always been confident – and it is only in the past few years my skin has really started to affect me. I am pursuing acting and I started to worry it would put people off casting me, as makeup wasn’t enough to cover it. Not for the screen, where every detail can be picked up. I started to realise other people were noticing it. They would make comments, tell me to try things to “cure it” – even though I have tried everything and really do not want their unsolicited advice. I started to avoid going out and joining my friends because I felt self conscious. However, I decided enough was enough. I knew I needed to accept myself with or without acne and scars. I started a youtube and Instagram where I blogged about my struggles – which was liberating. I still hope I will clear it with treatment and accutane, but until then it’s important to love yourself regardless. I also recently broke my wrist and had surgery, which has delayed me starting accutane by 6 months." @louisereeby #behindthescars

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