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I have 2 significant scars I'm not happy about, but only one is my fault. The first is a big ugly scar from when I had appendicitis as a kid. They told me it would be small and go away, but 40-odd years later it's still there.
The one that's my fault is on my right kneecap. I was jumping on my parents' bed and they had this big sturdy cedar chest at the foot. I lost my balance and came down real hard on my right kneecap. It hurt so bad I passed out briefly from the pain. I couldn't put any weight on it for an hour and couldn't walk on it the rest of the day. The scar is small, but it is a reminder of my own stupidity cause it wasn't like I hadn't been warned that jumping on the bed was dangerous.
You're far from the only kid to learn that lesson the hard way. Not that that makes it better but at least you have company
No doubt.