Thank you for sharing. I, too, was born with pectus excavatum. When I was a child, I thought it was kinda cool and weird. I liked being a little different. It wasn't until I was a teen that I started to get a bit self-conscious about it. Now as an adult, I think it's cool again. And it sounds like a spell from Harry Potter "Pectus Excavatum!"
I Love this. A seemingly self loathing of having a lack of emotion, at the same time being strong and selective and dismissal of an emotional wimp that can't take a hint. It seems to drown out your previous fear of difference and your future acceptance of your physical difference from other people.
As a teen I had two female friends, twin sisters, who were born with pectus excavatum, to me they were my best friends who I adored
Thank you for sharing. I, too, was born with pectus excavatum. When I was a child, I thought it was kinda cool and weird. I liked being a little different. It wasn't until I was a teen that I started to get a bit self-conscious about it. Now as an adult, I think it's cool again. And it sounds like a spell from Harry Potter "Pectus Excavatum!"
Amy, I love all of this! ❤️ I've also come to embrace it. We are pectus excavatum sisters now.
I Love this. A seemingly self loathing of having a lack of emotion, at the same time being strong and selective and dismissal of an emotional wimp that can't take a hint. It seems to drown out your previous fear of difference and your future acceptance of your physical difference from other people.
As a teen I had two female friends, twin sisters, who were born with pectus excavatum, to me they were my best friends who I adored
Good points, Roy. Safety vs. FOMO. Withholding vs. brutal honesty. Being picky vs. giving people a chance. All about finding that balance.