I'm might be a bit of an odd one I suppose, I have a scar on my stomach (pyloric stenosis (sp?)) that was done before I have any memories, so I've had it all my life, as such, scars have never bothered me... I've picked up many over the years, being a child, rugby, being an adult, animals, being a child in an adults body...
I've got quite a few that to me tell various stories, some I pray never fade as they actually mean something to me...oddly one on my hand was from our doggo that died last year, she never got taught her biting inhibition as a pup and as an adult dog, even though we tried, instincts took over on occasions.. I was clipping her claws which she hated having done and she got hold of my hand and let me know how much she hated it... obviously not the full effort, I'd have needed some serious medical help, but enough to leave a scar... odd, but I quite like it...