my life

the incident

Hey, this is my first time so sorry for the bad grammar

On 10:00pm in a hospital in tamil nadu, kovilpatti a baby girl born ,

I had a nice life before the incident
I was 11 months old
My mom was making milk for me and I was playing in the living room
I was crawling towards the kitchen and saw a wire hanging, I started to pull it and the rice cooker fell on top of me
My mom sprinted towards the kitchen hearing my cries, she was shocked seeing me. I was covered in hot rice, she immediately picked me up and placed me under water
When my parents took me to the doctor the doctor pulled on the rice which caused the scar on my body
(I'm not sure I have heard my relatives taking about this)
I was placed in the incubator, when my mom saw me she fainted. That's all I remember
Growing up I remember I had no pictures of me taken when I was a kid
I guess that was because of my scar
Growing up I never cared about my scar
(It was on my face, arms and little on my collarbone)
I used to think I was unique, I never got bullied for it, I don't know if people were disgusted by it or not. I also did not have many friends but what hurt me the most was when my own relatives used to show my scars to their children and tell them that if they did not behave that would happen to them also. I was very young at that time so I never understood anything but once I realised it I felt so hurt like don't they understand they were grown up adults how can they say those things
After that I had trouble talking with my relatives. I don't ever say I hate my scar cause I almost never felt different but the times I felt different was when my relatives told that or when other kids in the store ask their parents what happened to me and when my classmates or sometimes complete strangers ask me what happened to my face
It hurts me
I'm trying to forget it, if you ask me it only makes me remember it again like just stop I don't like it
I'm uncomfortable

I will update again tomorrow
Annyeong 👋👋