Well, uuuh.... It's still kinda.. Though to me to talk about this, but I feel like it's needed.
My friend  carykaiba (@thehavanawolf on telegram) alongside (@Pulguiinha on telegram) created a project named Golden Scars, where one must represent their fursona with their IRL scars, be them external or internal, made of gold, just like the Japanese technique called Kintsugi, made to restore broken pottery using gold, turning something "ugly" into something beautiful.

My Golden Scars are both internal and external, I'll explain each of them while I use this as a vent for myself, I'm in need of a vent art and text, please don't mind me.

My External Scars are made mostly by scratches. I have this thing where I scratch myself with all my might whenever I have a serious breakdown. I usually go for my shoulders or back, where the pain and the scratching sensation seems to relieve stress a bit for me, the pain brings me back to reality. The forearm scars were made with a knife, it was my first and, thankfully, only suicide attempt. I had my worst breakdown on December 2017, I had no perspective for my future, it was night and I grabbed my sharp kitchen knife and started to cut my forearm in different angles. Something inside me didn't let me cut deep enough to bleed to death, I'm thankful for that part of me. I could take care of it at home and some weeks after, I got a new job and my life changed a bit.

My Internal Scars... Man, those are the worst. I have the tendency to pile up feelings and keep everything for myself, I bottle up everything until I explode... Be it internally or externally, when I usually make the self-harm scratches.
My worst Internal Scar is for sure the "heart" one. Piled up feelings, emotions, the anxiety, depression, the pain I feel inside my heart for all my past and the fear for my future. The frustrations, bullying, abuses, everything is bottled up inside my chest, making me nearly explode anytime.
The Mouth Scar refers to all unspoken words. I tend not to make a fuss of anything, nor fight people, I try to always remain calm and have the situation under control. That means, most of the time I can't voice whatever I'm feeling like saying, I keep those words in my mouth, never letting them out. At least not verbally, not voicing it. I sometimes write those words on a telegram channel to vent a bit and then I erase those later. Or I think of everything while bathing.
The last Scar are my Golden Tears. I can't cry, dot. As much as I need, as much as I want, I simply cannot cry. If I'm crying for real, believe me, I'm at my limit, or went over it, so it's flooding. If you see me crying, run.. As fast as you can. It's rare for me to cry even when I'm alone, the tears simply won't come and they don't take my bad feelings away nor wash my soul. The Golden Tears makes it for me.

That's it for my Golden Scars. If you're reading this, please, join the project and make those scars you have something to be proud of. You made it through today, you survived all your bad days, you survived the storm, the rainbow is near, a sunny day is about to shine. Believe me, everything will be alright.

Thank you so much for reading this.