I have Body dysmorphic disorder There has always been something wrong with my face. There was a time when I’d be able to sit in front of a mirror for hours on end and make note of every imperfection I could find. My nose was too big. My eyes were too small. I’d look at […]
Archives for December 2013
The Voices of BDD
In this series I will be searching for voices. Those voices who suffer from BDD, the ones scattered across the ether. I hear their voices, because they have been mine, they make rounds in my head. Alone, we suffer in self-hate, but together our voices can take shape. Even in disgust, we can find love, […]
Coming Back for More
No matter what I do it is there, it is always there, it is prodding me, poking me, tormenting me. “It” whatever “it” is has stolen my life. And you don’t deserve to have it. Who are you anyway and where did you come from? I am not sure I was ever whole, but how […]
To Live
Somewhere down there deep inside of me there is this small little man. And he is hurting, and I can’t get to him. He is in pain and I cannot comfort him. He needs to be told everything is going to be OK, but he is crying. He feels more than I do, so I […]