I'm covered in scars, though ironically my worst scar most people see all the time and never realize it's a scar. The shape of my entire jawline/face is essentially a scar from when it got shattered. Therefore I know it to be so but most people can't tell until I tell them about it. I have plenty of scars across my hands from incidents involving knives, scalpels, blades, hot glue guns etc. I have a pretty long scar on my right shoulder where my sister cut me with a knife, I have a smaller scar across my left shoulder from where someone cut me with a razor blade. I have a misshapen knee cap on my right leg because I broke it chasing a handbag snatcher down. I have essentially a multitude of scars across my body, some you see some you can't but I've never received negative comments about my scars people tend to see them and be all like "Wow, you've gone through a lot. Tough bastard aren't you?" I see it as I've just learnt to live my life by doing the stupid trout I won't regret in years to come because when I'm old and grey and broken I'm gonna look back and be like "well, at least I went there and tried it even if I failed in the process" Of course, at this rate of injuring myself (currently managed to re-hurt my dislocated thumb today during a spasm caused by a trapped nerve in my leg, irony is that last night I rode a mechanical rodeo bull drunk and didn't do any harm to it even though I gripped on with both hands) I aint gonna live to be old grey and broken.