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La mayoría de las veces pensamos que las cicatrices son feas, y si nosotros tenemos alguna, nos causan cierta “vergüenza”. Es por eso que ocultarlas se ha convertido en una práctica habitual, porque realmente hay gente que se siente insegura sobre ellas.

Sin embargo, hay una fotógrafa británica que trabaja para cambiar esta percepción. Se trata de Sophie Mayanne, quien inició un proyecto llamado “Behind the scars” (Detrás de las cicatrices), que está conformado por conmovedoras imágenes de gente que presume sus cicatrices y que nos cuentan la historia que hay detrás de ellas.

De acuerdo con Gonzoo, las fotos de Sophie no tienen ningún tipo de retoque porque ella se comprometió a no manipular digitalmente los cuerpos o la piel de sus modelos.

En entrevista con Bored Panda, señaló que “como fotógrafa siempre me he sentido atraída por el trabajo bruto y sin retocar, así como aquello que nos hace diferentes entre nosotros, y es aquí donde surge mi interés por las cicatrices”.

Estas son algunas de las historias que Sophie Mayanne ha contado con sus fotografías…

1. Maya. Desde los 18 meses de edad fue diagnisticada con epidermolisis bullosa.


An out take of the lovely @mbajsb for @girlgazeproject – head to her Instagram for some of her story!

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2. Mercy. A los 29 años fue víctima de un incendio relacionado con la violencia doméstica.


3. Agnes. A los 7 años sobrevivió a una explosión de gas. Se ha sometido a 27 cirugías reconstructivas.


4. Isabella. En el verano de 2015 hubo un incendio en su casa.


5. Sam. A los 14 años estaba jugando con un arma y accidentalmente se disparó en el abdomen. Desde entonces usa una silla de ruedas.


6. Tracey. Todo comenzó como un simple resfriado, pero le diagnosticaron dos tipos de meningitis. Le retiraron un tumor en una válvula del corazón y le hicieron una traqueotomía.


#behindthescars Tracey “My name’s Tracey. I’m a 45 year old mother of two. In 2012, my GP diagnosed me with a common cold which drastically got worse. I was given cold medication which made me feel awful. I called 999 and someone came out to see me. They said everything was fine. Everything was fine for 40 minutes or so. I asked my daughter to make dinner, and then I went upstairs to lay down – and didn’t wake up. My daughter called 999 and her and my friend Chyle got in an ambulance to Kings College Hospital. When I awoke, I was confused. I did not recognise my daughter or friend. They ran a CT scan and found out I had two types of meningitis. I was put in an induced coma for a month. When I was awoken, I could not speak. My daughter came to see me daily – I could hear her but couldn’t reply which annoyed me. I later found they’d put feeding tubes down my throat – I was told that I kept trying to pull all of the tubes out. I was kept in intensive care for a further two months before having a heart attack. Whilst I had my heart attack, Doctors found a growth on my heart valve and a whole in my heart. They replaced my valve with a titanium one – which ticks like a little clock. After the operation they moved me back to the ICU, but this time I was in an isolated room because of the meningitis and recovery. After a month I was given a tracheostomy which allowed me to talk and communicate with Doctors, nurses and my family. For a while, I couldn’t speak properly and could only manage basic communication and small talk. I found it hard to understand others, but tried through one word answers. In April I was moved to Lewisham hospital’s neuro ward where the Doctors taught me the basics of counting, talking, walking, eating, drinking, washing and dressing. For the first month I could not walk properly so I was given a wheelchair – and then a zimmer frame to walk around the ward called “Frank Cooksey”. The cooks on the ward kept feeding me as I was a size 2-4 at the time – after weeks of walking around the ward, they let me walk around the hospital with family, friends and hospital staff. Story Continued in comments!

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7. Abi. A los 27 años le diagnosticaron Osteosarcoma, un tipo de cáncer muy extraño pero bastante agresivo.


#behindthescars Abi “I was diagnosed with a rare and extremely aggressive form of cancer called Osteosarcoma when I was 27 years old. Doctor’s think that I had the tumour since I was 26. My right arm was aching whilst I was sleeping – everyone I would chop vegetables, and get dressed. I went to see a chiropractor – he moved my arm around and I screamed very loudly. He just said that I had damaged my muscle and said I was very dramatic. Unknown to him, what lay behind my “dramatic” scream was something quite sinister. I was living in South Africa, Cape Town and had recently received my visa to live there. I was working with ant-sex trafficking victims and supporting abused women and children. I had just started helping out at a support group, when one of the girls approached me and said “Hey, you don’t know me very well, but I wanted to let you know that I’ve had 3 vivid dreams about you in a row now. In them you come to my house, and when I wake up I feel God’s presence, so I really feel that you need to come to my house.” I’m quite a spiritual person, and had dreams in my childhood that had come true, so I thought I’d go and see her. The day I went to her house she wasn’t actually in. as I was walking out of her courtyard, I had a sense that her dog was going to go for me. The dog looked chilled, so I just shut the gate and as I put my hand through the gate to lock it, I heart the dog bark, and jump up to bite m, so I gently jumped back and my arm completely snapped as I landed. My friend took me to the Doctors. I was sent for a scar and it showed that I had a very clean break. The Doctor’s face dropped when she saw my scan. she booked me in to see another Doctor the next morning. I was in so much pain I didn’t really question why I was seeing another Doctor. When I saw him the following morning he asked me a lot of the typical cancer questions – Have you lost weight, have you passed blood, and so on. He said something had been eroding my bone- my heart was pounding thinking of all the things it could possibly be. He then said those dreaded words that literally took my breath away – you most probably have cancer. Continued in comments

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8. Barbara. En 2014 fue diagnostcada con angiosarcoma de pecho, un cáncer bastante agresivo. En sus cirugías le retiraron el esternón y cuatro costillas.


9. Jamie. Nació a las 24 semanas de gestación y pesó 500 gramos. Llevó una bolsa de ileostomía para recolectar su materia fecal, ya que sus intestinos no funcionaban correctamente.


10. Yasmine. Un tumor le cambió la vida. Estaba pegado al hígado, a varios nervios y a una arteria de la pierna. Ésta fue la cicatriz que le dejó su extracción.


#behindthescars Yasmin “My tumour changed my life in so many ways. A life changing operation to remove the tumour, the size of a grapefruit gave me self acceptance on a level that was truly unconditional. In 2012 I was diagnosed with non Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Cancer wasn’t an issue, what was was the discovery of a huge tumour. It was benign, but sizeable. Attached to my liver, a bunch of nerves and my main artery to my leg. Five hours of surgery, a deflated hung, my diaphragm put on halt, a bypass with my insides out on a table. My fear going into surgery was the long term affects and how my body would recover. Will my boyfriend still love me, will he still find me attractive, will any man find me acceptable to look at? The truth was, it taught me to love myself hard, without compromise. Inside and out, there was a journey of total acceptance. My amazing body had not failed me yet, so who was I to not love it back for keeping me alive? The message is simple – we are provided with a beautiful vessel to carry our soul. It works so hard to support us daily – the love I have for my body is insurmountable. It allows me to be my glorious self – I am a very lucky girl.” @missyasminibrahim

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