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This week is my final week of middle school and I begin high school in a few months. Let me clarify that I am not bullied by my scars and I have great friends and an amazing boyfriend who will always be there to turn away people who rudely ask about my scars, but I feel like it is getting to be too much. My peers have absolutely no shame in asking about what exactly is all over my legs and arms which I completely understand. I have no problem with people generally being curious, but there is a different breed of rude teenagers. Many straight up ask if I cut, (I guess that don't really know what that looks like) if I burn myself and if I'm abused, but they ask in a JOKING MANOR! If I was cutting myself or abused do you honestly think I'd tell you if you are making a joke about it?! I've even had a teacher make me display my hands on his desk while he studies my scars and give me a disappointing look and wait for me to explain. I can get over the jerks at school but I'll never forget the feeling of a teacher, someone who I am supposed to respect, give me a look that made me feel so disgusting and still gives me chills. I guess I'm just worried with summer coming up (swimsuits and shorts galore!) and family reunions and such, and with me going to a different school with people I don't know. More threatening people. The upperclassmen look so scary!
I was wondering if any of you have any tips on dealing with rude, ignorant people? Maybe even some who can relate?
OH! Something that really upset me today was that a classmate of mine who knew of my condition told me that some of the popular students are now suddenly picking their skin and making a big show out of it. Apparently another boy in my class also struggles with picking and is very open about it. Now his friends, boys and girls, are all trying this fun new trend. The rest of the day I was pretty upset that these people are doing it for attention and may even develop a more serious problem willingly.