I've been going to the same pharmacy for 10yrs. I went there to fill a script the 1st time I went out after my s/s attempt. The pharmacist took me aside and said, "Kathryn, are you okay? Are you getting all the help you need?" She knew exactly what the scar was from (it looks nothing like a surgical incision). She came from a good place, but I realized then I wasn't going to get away with anything.

I've run into a couple of people I know who hadn't heard what happened. I've heard, "What did you do to yourself?" a few times, and one person thought someone stabbed me in the neck.

I worried about going food shopping for a long time, but my neighborhood is "interesting." And my local supermarket is like a freak show. I'm probably one of the less interesting people there. It's also always extremely busy. So, people seldom notice until the checkout. No one's really rude when they stare and strangers never ask about it though, so I do alright now as long as I take Xanax/Klonopin.

The incident on Monday happened at a convenience store. I usually stay in the car, but I went in because my husband was buying my O'Doul's in addition to his beer. There was no one else in the store but that (expletive).

I'd say I can forget about it about 50% of the time when I go to familiar places now, but I'm 100% aware when I go off the beaten track.

I've always had a hearty (expletive) you attitude towards people like this before. Sometimes I do, just not in this department. I think all of this has to do more with my opinion of myself than anyone else's. I still have a lot of work to do in that department.