'Feels like I've a superpower': This woman's beautiful post on why she's not an acid attack 'victim' is going viral

After a lot of struggle with herself, Shabbo shares how she overcame her fears and insecurities and how she came to accept herself as any other normal girl. Read on.

Shabbo was only two-year-old when she became an acid attack survivor. It was her own father who did this to her. Before you jump to conclusions, let Shabbo share her own story with you. Shabbo shared her story with millions of social media users and inspired a lot of people with her grit and determination, with which she continues to enjoy her life and has even forgiven her father and moved on with her life.

After a lot of struggle with herself, Shabbo shares how she overcame her fears and insecurities and how she came to accept herself as any other normal girl. The journey was a hard one for her as, immediately after the acid attack incident, Shabbo lost her mother, her father abandoned her, and her relatives disowned her. But Shabbo took charge of her life. Over a period of time, she accepted herself and since then, refuses to be referred to as a victim.

Shabbo’s life is an inspiration and more than that, she is a personification of courage. And after reading her story, you would definitely agree with us.

When I was 2 years old, my father stormed into the house, where I was sitting on my mother’s lap and poured acid on her — half of which fell on me. I know this story from Doctor Gore, who treated me for the next few years because I don’t remember any of it — not even the pain. I just know that I lost my mother to that attack, and when my relatives heard of my condition — they disowned me. My father fled the city, and I grew up in an orphanage.
Honestly, from my doctors to those at my orphanage — I’ve been pampered a lot. They showed me incessant, unconditional love for which I’m so thankful…my childhood really wasn’t as bad as it would seem.
Where I did struggle a little was when I stepped into the real world for college. Initially, I didn’t make any friends — I used to eat lunch alone, sit on the last bench and try my best to be invisible. I was so conscious of my scars that I felt like everyone was staring at me.
Turns out, it was all in my mind because I ended up making a lot of friends who I’ve had some of my happiest memories with. I remember this really funny incident when we were at a sleepover. I fell asleep but since the attack, my eyelids don’t shut – something my friends didn’t know. They kept talking to me for a long time only to realise I had been sleeping the whole time! We’ve made so many jokes about that — imagine how easy it was for me to sleep in my lectures — almost feels like I have a superpower!
Often my friends ask me if I hate my father and if I’m vengeful — and my answer is always ‘no’. Honestly, I’ve forgiven him. He must have been in a dark place himself to even think of committing such a crime…but me holding on to it is like feeding that darkness — I’ve let it go completely.
I have no room in my life for hate — my entire focus is on finding a job. I was fired from my last job because of my appearance and because I took regular leaves for my check ups. Since then, I’m looked after by the Sahaas foundation but I’m hopeful that I’ll have another job soon!
Looking back, the only thing I hate about the entire incident is that people still refer to me as an ‘acid attack victim’ — I’m not a victim! I’m as normal as anybody else — I’ve embraced my scars and I’m really excited for the rest of my life to unfold. I have ambition, dreams and life goals…I want to make my mark in the world, not because of this acid attack …but everything I am, inspite of it.”

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