

Finally found the confidence to wear shorts and my family f*cked it up
Yesterday my SH was finally healed enough and I felt comfortable wearing shorts to school, so I planned my outfit the night before and had to check with my mom because she wanted to make sure the shorts weren't too short. She stared at my legs with really tight lips and looked disappointed and angry and asked if I would consider using scar cream to get rid of my scars. She also said I might get bullied and reported to the main office (I have once before but that was fresh sh) and she didn't want to deal with that. I said no and tried not to let her insensitivity rij my confidence and I wore shorts the next day - it went really well, I got some stares/weird looks and two friends asking if I was okay but no negative comments, and I felt really good by the end of the day. Then my dad picked me up from school and the first fucking thing he did was tap my legs and say "that's annoying" and started ranting about how it was frustrating that HE had to deal with that/see that on me and how it wasn't fair to him. I started arguing with him and defending myself, I said that was extremely inappropriate of him and really hurtful, and he said this wasn't 'his fault' in an accusatory tone and said that I was the one creating this issue, quite literally justifying his comments by saying I'm the one who did this and it's my fault. I'm still trying not to let it ruin this for me but I'm just so fucking done with dealing with my family and I wish more than anything my parents were understanding and supportive and kind rather than the toxic assholes they are.
anyway sorry for the ramble, thanks for reading