"I was born in Lebanon(a country in the Middle East) the accident was caused from a kerosine explosion, several people were injured and some were even killed. Of those killed my baby brother was one of them. I suffered third degree burns on 70% of my body, I was two years old at the time of the accident. Doctors predicted that i'd only live 24 hours after the explosion. I was in a coma for 6 months after that. When I woke up I couldn't hear, see or walk. I had several surgeries in lebanon but I came to the US for more treatment and surgeries. I've had dozens, maybe even a hundred procedures and surgeries. A large portion of my life was spent at the hospital and for a period of time during my childhood I couldn't walk. I absolutely hated it. I remember laying in the hospital bed as a kid and wanting nothing more than to go outside and play and live a normal childhood but when I went outside it was worse than being in the hospital. I faced so much bullying and ridiculing. I hated my life, I thought god was punishing me. I was constantly getting bullied at school, verbally, emotionally and even physically. The first time I attempted suicide I was 12 and since then I attempted suicide 4 times, I didn't want to live. I thought the world was against me. I had suffered so much pain and I just wanted it all to end. I was put on suicide watch at the adolescent psychiatric unit all 4 times with extensive counseling, it didn't seem helpful at first but looking back I think it was. I had extreme insecurities, I was insecure about my facial deformities. I was insecure because i have scars on my breast. I hated that I can't use my right hand. I hated that im covered in scars but I slowly started to learn to love myself. I still have insecurities but I'm taking it one day at a time. Beauty is a concept i have struggled with but I have a lot more confidence now than I did as a kid. I think I'm beautiful. My scars tell a story, they represent my strength and bravery. Im constantly thinking of my brother who passed away, i think he's my guardian angel, he is what keeps me going as well as my family, friends, and son. I am surrounded by love and happiness. I'm a survivor".
"I was born in Lebanon(a country in the Middle East) the accident was caused from a kerosine explosion, several people were injured and some were even killed. Of those killed my baby brother was one of them. I suffered third degree burns on 70% of my body, I was two years old at the time of the accident. Doctors predicted that i'd only live 24 hours after the explosion. I was in a coma for 6 months after that. When I woke up I couldn't hear, see or walk. I had several surgeries in lebanon but I came to the US for more treatment and surgeries. I've had dozens, maybe even a hundred procedures and surgeries. A large portion of my life was spent at the hospital and for a period of time during my childhood I couldn't walk. I absolutely hated it. I remember laying in the hospital bed as a kid and wanting nothing more than to go outside and play and live a normal childhood but when I went outside it was worse than being in the hospital. I faced so much bullying and ridiculing. I hated my life, I thought god was punishing me. I was constantly getting bullied at school, verbally, emotionally and even physically. The first time I attempted suicide I was 12 and since then I attempted suicide 4 times, I didn't want to live. I thought the world was against me. I had suffered so much pain and I just wanted it all to end. I was put on suicide watch at the adolescent psychiatric unit all 4 times with extensive counseling, it didn't seem helpful at first but looking back I think it was. I had extreme insecurities, I was insecure about my facial deformities. I was insecure because i have scars on my breast. I hated that I can't use my right hand. I hated that im covered in scars but I slowly started to learn to love myself. I still have insecurities but I'm taking it one day at a time. Beauty is a concept i have struggled with but I have a lot more confidence now than I did as a kid. I think I'm beautiful. My scars tell a story, they represent my strength and bravery. Im constantly thinking of my brother who passed away, i think he's my guardian angel, he is what keeps me going as well as my family, friends, and son. I am surrounded by love and happiness. I'm a survivor".
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