I mean, now I don’t really think about them anymore.
I remember becoming aware of stretch marks when
I was in elementary school, but I always associated
them with pregnant ladies. And then I remember
when I was 11 I was in the bathroom and I looked
down at my hips and there they were. I don’t
remember really disliking them except I was told
that other women didn’t like them. So for a while I
disliked them. But then as they started to fade,
because I got them early, I didn’t really think about
them anymore. And now they’re just a part of me.