Birthmark. A permanent mark on your skin, sometimes noticeable, sometimes subtle, always uniquely yours. For years, I hid mine. Covered it with makeup, strategically positioned clothing, and generally felt self-conscious about this permanent “imperfection.” Then, I decided to stop hiding it. To let it be seen. To own it.
The initial feeling was…exposed. Vulnerable. Like everyone was staring at my birthmark, judging it, scrutinizing it. But as I went about my day, something else happened. Nothing. No one stared. No one judged. In fact, most people probably didn’t even notice it. Stopping the hiding game was liberating. It was a realization that my birthmark was just…part of my skin. And that my fear of exposing it was far greater than the reality. The imagined judgment was just that – imagined.
My birthmark stopped being a source of shame and became just…a birthmark. A unique feature, a part of my story, and nothing to be hidden. Your birthmark is part of what makes you uniquely you. Own it, embrace it, and let it be seen. It’s not an imperfection; it’s a part of your beautiful, individual story.