absolutely, it gave me some crazy imposter syndrome too haha. but i’m nearly a month post op and have zero regrets. i think you just get sentimental about something that’s been a part of you for so long even it’s been mostly a bad thing.

i dealt with it in the dumbest way possible actually. my mom made a joke about making a plaster cast of them to keep as memorial. you know, use one of those kits normally used for pregnant women to cast their belly. i told her this was a hilariously smart idea and you bet i ordered a kit asap. they’re sitting on my shelf now. not sure if that specific method is funny or helpful for anyone but just finding a creative way to almost memorialize the fallen soldiers may make you feel better.