I’d Been Ashamed of the Birthmark on My Forehead Since Childhood – 25 Years Later, It Changed My Life
I grew up believing the dark birthmark on my forehead was the worst thing about me. It sat right in the center, impossible to miss. The kind of mark that made people stare for a second too long, then quickly look away and pretend they hadn’t noticed anything at all. From the very beginning, it felt like the first thing anyone ever saw. In elementary school, the teasing started quietly, almost harmless at first. One afternoon at lunch, a boy leaned across the table and squinted at my forehead like