I have my fair share of scars, including one that is just below my ribs from one side of my body all the way to the other side. Received that one 10 years ago when a liver tumor was removed along with 15% of my liver.
I actually love that scar because it means I'm alive, healthy and mostly happy. I call it "my continued life-line",
since it was discovered during my gallbladder surgery. We called it the stealth tumor: no symptoms, totally silent, and even with knowing exactly where it was on the liver, it didn't show up at all on the multitude of scans and MRIs.
I may be proud of the scar, but in no way mean that I'm ever going to put on a bikini!!!!