Cutting Edge: Katie: My Beautiful Face (Channel 4 Nov 2009)

I promise this blog won’t always be me commenting on television programmes (or so lengthy!) but I’m sure many of you will have seen “Cutting Edge, Katie: My Beautiful Face”. Katie Piper was left scarred in 2008 after sulphuric acid was thrown in her face, it was a vicious premeditated act arranged by her ex boyfriend changing her appearance and her life forever. She has since endured countless reconstructive operations, suffered the agony of scar dressing management and worn a plastic pressure mask constantly to help reduce the scarring on her face and try to overcome the resulting physical damage.

Katie has received incredible and infallible support from her medical team and her family, but from my own experience and that of people I know, the emotional and mental scars of a dramatic and involuntary change of appearance are often underestimated. Rebuilding confidence and mentally adjusting to new image are as hard to conquer as the physical damage. When recovering from injuries and illnesses we are given physio to help with physical rehabilitation, occupational therapy to re learn daily tasks but very little to cope with appearance. Also, in the initial months or years after a acquiring a disability or disfigurement you are completely focussed on physical rehab and getting some of your life back together; you only have the energy to think about what you look like slightly further down the line. (Though that’s not to say I didn’t change my nail varnish every day whilst on bed rest!) Rediscovering your vanity isn’t on your rehab timetable and it’s hardly a priority; we spend an hour trying to get dressed, struggling for 15 mins to get socks on, tug on some tracksuit bottoms and schlep down to the gym. But at some point we need to get ready for the outside world where society is all too quick to judge on appearance.

When rehab is on target you are encouraged to make trips outside of the hospital, I remember my first trip to a mall with my mum and family friends, I was excited but when I got there it was overwhelming, it seemed so big, so many people and I didn’t feel like I fit in, I felt overly self conscious and I soon became tired; my neck grew sore and the fun I was anticipating soon diminished. Cutting Edge follows Katie on her first trip to a shopping centre with her sister and much of what she said resonated with my own experience. She said she felt embarrassed and that she finds it easier not to look at or make eye contact with other people. I used to feel that way too, I only feel it now on days when I know I’m looking and feeling rough and those are the days I take the racehorse approach; I imagine I’ve got blinkers on and simply avoid eye contact with passing strangers so I can remain oblivious to any staring.

Katie says she feels intimidated by sales assistants at beauty counters thinking that they might be thinking “Why is she trying to buy make up? She’ll need more than that!”
I used to feel similar going clothes shopping in fashionable trendy shops, or expensive designer shops. Sometimes I felt like they didn’t think I could belong, or I might tarnish their cool image. This was made worse in early 90s by the lack of wheelchair access, no changing rooms, no lifts and no online shopping; hardly an encouraging or equal welcome is it? I ignored it all though, making my way up steps into shops and making the shops come to me too. My mum would park the car outside and ask the sales assistants to bring a selection out to the car! Thankfully access is much better now, it’s not perfect by any means, but it is greatly improved.

But none of that addresses the emotional problem…why should we feel embarrassed? Shouldn’t we feel proud for standing out from everyone else and getting on with life in the way we want to. Why is embarrassment our primary emotion, a paranoia that everyone is looking at and judging us? Is it because society and our image obsessed culture make us feel we should apologise for our appearance because we don’t conform to the norm? Why do people see the differences before they see the similarities? Sometimes it can be women our own age that make us feel most uncomfortable, whilst inside we’re screaming “I’m just like you!” We are just women striving to look the best that we can, making the best of the hand we were dealt. Why shouldn’t we all be able to take pride in our appearance if we so wish? Whether that means 2 hours of hair and make up or a quick swipe of chapstick? It shouldn’t be something one is made to feel embarrassed, ashamed or unworthy of, just because they use a wheelchair, crutches, callipers, prosthetics or have scarring on their face or body.

When you’ve suffered a permanently disabling or disfiguring injury you’re desperate to get back to your own life and live like any other vital and active woman. This is something that should be encouraged, supported and applauded at every step. I’m not talking Narcissus here, just simple confidence and pride in one’s appearance. Yet it is treated as almost trivial, which is odd given that our appearance is a constant reminder of what has happened to us; that we shall never be as we were before….
Katie looks back at old photos and mourns her beautiful face; I miss my fabulous legs, I was 14 and 5ft 8” when I broke my neck, I was just becoming a confident young woman and in seconds that all changed forever. Yet over time, I did transform into that confident proud young woman and moved way beyond any disabled stereotypes I had seen growing up; eventually I would like to be able to help other young women regain that confidence and see the beauty within themselves.

Our circumstances of our injuries are so different but the outcomes pretty similar. For example Katie was horrifically and intentionally violated, I simply had an unfortunate diving accident; I can hold no on else responsible nor carry any resentment or blame towards anyone. I am lucky to still have my face intact, and she still has her fabulous body that enables her to do things I can’t anymore. But we both feel the aftershocks of a physical change that is beyond our control and not capable of being fixed by surgeons or fairy godmothers. I have no doubt that Katie will continue to make amazing progress and eventually recognise the strong, able, inspirational and beautiful woman that she has become, whilst always remembering that people who can’t see beyond physical appearance usually aren’t worth the trouble. Our face & body is just the surface, so much more lies beneath our skin.

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About Shannon Murray

I am an actress, broadcaster, writer and lawyer; not really that unusual but I am also paraplegic as a result of an accident as a teenager. This is the place where I ramble on about random stuff.
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