I spent most of my teenage years cutting. I have scars all over my arms and a few on my thighs. For some stupid reason, I got a tattoo above the one on my wrist. It says Gefallen meaning The Fallen in German. It had been my attempt to remind myself not to keep cutting. It failed and now people ask about my tattoo. It terrifies me to have them look at it because I know they can see my scar. I know they know what caused it.
I can get away with lying about why I got the tattoo. So far no one has asked about the scar. If someone truly loves you, they won't question your scars or make you talk when you don't want to. My husband has seen mine and has never asked about them. Which works for me.