This is the first picture I’ve ever taken purposely to show my birthmark.
All my life I’ve been given advice on how to get rid of it. Relatives have told me that I can get special creams or bleaches, or go to special beauticians to get it removed. I’ve been told it’s gotten ‘darker’ over the years. I’ve been referred to as “Sally, the one with the birthmark”.
People always seem to think that I’m really insecure about my face and that I’d obviously want to get this mark off and they say it in that really sympathetic voice as if I’m really desperate for their advice, when I have never even asked for any.
I honestly embrace it now. I used to feel ashamed of it but now I don’t give a fuck. If anything, I like to push my hair behind my ear to show it to the general public just because I know that people would think it was ugly.
This is my big fuck-you to society and their ridiculous conventional standards of beauty. I’m not trying to “change the world” or be radical or whatever the fuck else I might be accused of. But it honestly sickens me knowing that some people would avoid getting to know someone because of a physical ‘flaw’, and I am getting sick and tired of people trying to make me feel like I have a piece of shit on my face.
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