Scar Tissue & Silent Wounds: The Healing You Can’t See

We talk a lot about scars the ones you can see. The neat little lines that come from surgeries or treatments, the reminders etched into skin. But let me tell you about the ones that don’t show up on scans.

The scars of fear. Of “what if it comes back?” The ones left behind when people pull away because you’re no longer easy to be around. The scar of walking into a room where everyone knows what happened, but no one knows what to say.

During my healing, I learned to live with both kinds of scars. The visible ones softened. The invisible ones, I had to face in the mirror. Alone. At 2 a.m. With prayers, tears, and an occasional spoonful of Nutella.

But one morning, something shifted. I looked at my reflection not at the scars, but at my eyes. And they weren’t afraid anymore.

Healing isn’t just physical. It’s showing up to your life again, one small moment at a time. It’s lipstick on a tired face. It’s laughter when the pain sneaks in. It’s letting yourself fall in love with who you’re becoming even if she still flinches sometimes.

We carry what we survive. And that, my friend, is beautiful.