Had two kids with emergency c-sections. My belly flaps over the scar, my breasts hang, can't get back to my old weight, my skin is horrible lately, getting far more wrinkles and I generally look tired, sick and pale.

Also almost died twice as a child and in the past years also almost twice. Also experienced a car accident, depressions, domestic violence etc. My body and my brain fought hard for my kids and myself.

We survived so much shit the past years and I am so fucking proud of my scarred body! My kids are healthy, I am still walking and even though I am not as pretty as before, I will always cherish everything it has done for me. It's a good feeling.