This is Yana!
And here’s her story:
“My significant scars are only 11 months younger than me. Little me apparently really wanted cocoa and pulled an entire cup off the table onto myself. I don’t remember this, of course, but it was a terrible trauma for my young mom.
The burn was severe; I screamed around the clock, and there were no good medicines in our town. In desperation, my parents even turned to some local healer for a healing ointment. I know I took a long time to recover, even learning to walk again, but my mom doesn’t like talking about it.
I, on the contrary, growing up, started thinking a lot about how this event affected my family, my parents at 19 and 23, their relationship with each other, and my grandparents. The scars in my family seem much deeper than on me.
Three scars remain, on both arms and chest. Two are quite ordinary, but the one on my right arm didn’t heal quite right and became rather unattractive. In kindergarten, naturally, kids teased me about the scars, and one boy even shouted that I had a monster on my arm.
Overall, I grew up as a not very social child, mostly hiding in books when everyone else played with dolls and building blocks. I got used to it, was afraid of other kids for a very long time, and socialized much later than others.
I got used to living with the scars; they don’t remind me of themselves, don’t cause any inconvenience. But throughout my life, I never got used to people’s reactions to them, to having to explain what happened to me, saying that the scar doesn’t bother me, and all that.
It annoys me to be reminded of the scars, but it’s unavoidable; every new acquaintance sooner or later asks that question. Some notice it after many months of interaction, and that makes me very happy because the less they notice, the better.
Somewhere around the world, scattered little children are growing up with the same feelings as I did. How did they live and cope? I hope excellently, and they grew up as strong adults.
Our scars are both armor and vulnerability. I love them, and I hate them.
We would like to introduce you to Victoriia!
Victoria is simply an amazing mother of two! She has several scars from cesarean sections and also a scar from appendix removal. She remembers how challenging it was to recover after childbirth, especially with the striped operation and a little child in her arms. The recovery process was not quick. Over the years of caring for her children, she came to terms with her scars, never thinking that she would be able to get rid of them. Doctors said that completely concealing the scars was not possible. Later, Victoria moved to the USA and learned about our project. It was her first tattoo, and Victoria was quite nervous. We had several tasks at hand: conceal the scars, keep the tattoo light, and not overload the design to accentuate the figure. It was a crucial challenge, and we succeeded in achieving everything!
“So, here is the beauty that turned out just as I wanted – delicate and sensual! The healing process was unnoticeable and painless, even without peeling. I am thrilled with Alena’s work! I enjoy my beautiful belly every time I admire my reflection in the mirror. I will definitely come for a second and third tattoo only to Alena! Huge thanks to her! Incredible talent!”
