Some trans dad-bod joy (try saying that fast!) for all those not lucky enough to see me racing around our town, wearing this expression, with my shirt flapping open yesterday. 🥵☀️😬 I can’t remember when I stopped even thinking about people seeing my top surgery scars but it was a long time ago! They are definitely more visible in person than they ever look in photos. But it’s not that I’m reassured by them being relatively faint. I just don’t care at all if people see them and/or what conclusions they draw. I only think about it when I pause to deliberately think about it. To check in with myself about it, in a way. My c-section scar is too low to ever be just “on display” but I wouldn’t hide that either. I’m still learning to be fully at peace with it like I am my chest but that’ll come. Give it time. It’s still just a little raw, both literally and figuratively. It’s a bit clichéd but I do love these scars. It’s not that I love them as an aesthetic physical detail, although I feel like scars in general are an amazing testament to the human body. It’s more that I love what they signify about who I am and what I’ve achieved - things my younger self would never have thought possible. They are profoundly part of me in ways that once didn’t “make sense” but that now feel inevitable and perfect. It’s pretty awesome, emphasis on awe. That’s what I love. #scars #lovemyscars #lovemybody #selflove #selfhealing #topsurgery #csection #transisbeautiful #transguy #transman #transdad #seahorsedad #transpregnancy #solodad #sweaty #openshirt #pecs #soloparent #ftm #dadbod #dadbodsquad #lgbtparents