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Goodbye 2013

January 3, 2014 By Stephen

Maybe it is a bit cliché’ to be writing a post on the last day of the year, but I am writing anyway.

Writing has become my form of therapy, the place I can go to escape into my thoughts. Maybe part of the suffering that comes along with BDD is the product of over thinking.

But if BDD is a product of over thinking then I guess I would prefer to live this life than one without BDD soaking up the Novocaine of a thoughtless life.

The Novocaine of a Thoughtless Life

This year has been the worst year of my life with BDD.  It has been the product of an injury, but rest assured the injury did not cause the BDD. The BDD was there, and the injury added insult to injury.

How do you overcome what seems impossible?  Sometimes living with BDD seems impossible. If you feel this way rest assured you are not alone.

Hello New Year

I am a believer  that every problem has a solution. Problems are a part of life. I also believe that BDD is a form of self-pity that doesn’t suit me. I wear the suit but it doesn’t suit me. So I reject it as a way of life.

I believe in neuroplasticity, that my BDD is a product of conditioning, poor conditioning that has resulted in intense fear which revolves around my appearance. This intense fear is irrational and detrimental to me.

I reject it as a way of life. I am a brave and strong person and this fear doesn’t suit me.

I work in health care as a family practice Physician Assistant. I treat patients in every stage of life that have overcome horrible things. One patient of mine was molested by every man in her family, including her father… This resulted in her first pregnancy at the age of 14. This son, the result of this pregnancy led a troubled life. The result of a long road of addiction by the mother who is hardly to blame. These are “the sins of the father.” Last week the son was just shot point-blank in the back after spending the last 15 years in jail, this happened on the second day of his release.

Being in a gang didn’t suit him, but it was conditioned into his life, prison made his world small, and thus his options appeared limited. The bullet in the back was the finale of a long set of waterfall type steps, one proceeding the next in succession. Like a waterfall or like a set of dominoes, each event depends on the one before it.

But, like dominoes and the rivers that precede a waterfall there is always a chance to intervene. there is always a chance to change the direction of flow.  This can only happen if we change our atmosphere, or our thinking to accept it.

FOR SO LONG NOW

For so long now I have accepted a list of lies. It is time to stop.

In a book I am reading (Second Firsts) It talks about “plug-ins.” Small maybe 5% challenge steps that allow us to “plug-in” to life in small steps. Baby steps…

The reason this is funny in “What About Bob” is because it really is true. Plug-ins are the same thing, small 5% steps that we can do to get out of our negative habit loops. 

Plugging In

For over a year I have been plugged out! Plugged out of everything that would induce fear, that would cause me to exit my comfort zone. That would shed light on the imperfections I assume to be distasteful to humanity as a whole.

This lack of confidence stems from my fear of being rejected. And again it makes no sense. We have all been rejected, life is a series of possible rejections, but most interactions are positive. The rejections only hurt if we let them take over our sense of well-being.

I have let them invade my mind. One rejection is worth 1000 positive affirmations in the mind of those of us with BDD. In fact I think they are so painful we would rather avoid any chance of them.

So, you have to take steps to overcome your fear. This holiday season I pushed the limits and did many small plugins. This included holiday party’s, time with friends. more time at my children s school helping, more time without a baseball cap on my head.

In 2014 I have to do more plug-ins because they really do help.

Some ideas:

  1. Work in my daughters school a couple of times a month in the classroom
  2. Join a local meetup group
  3. Change jobs to work closer to home, or quit work and begin a one yea travel adventure.

I think if I do just these 3 things this year it will make a huge difference. I will feel closer to my community, it will allow me to make much-needed social connections, it will have a large positive influence on my life.

Your Goals:

If you haven’t “plugged in” think about identifying some areas in your life where you can make small changes, that are doable. Try 5% doable.

If this is putting your clothes on and going for a walk or to the grocery store that is just fine. Maybe you are already there, maybe it is something such as joining a dating site, or even going out on a date.

The thing is that with BDD our fears almost always revolve around a set of self hateful thoughts that are likely to revolve around an idea of how other people receive us. But they are always, YES ALWAYS not real.

Yes, we may have a physical IMPERFECTION, but life is so IMPERFECT, that it is just part of life. Therefore any body image concerns we have are pointless, irrational concerns that we let dictate our life.

Life is so short, it is not a dress rehearsal, so don’t give BDD any more of it.

Plug into life this new year, take a small step, a baby step today to lessen your fears. It will be scary, but it will teach your mind that many of its beliefs are not grounded in reality.

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, Hello New Year, LONG, SO

My List of Lies

December 26, 2013 By Stephen

  • I am worth nothing if my image is flawed
  • People will not like me if my image is flawed
  • People only care about my appearance
  • People will stare at me and feel disgust when they spend time with me
  • I look scary because of my scar
  • I look angry or “evil” because of my scar
  • I look disfigured because of my scar and this makes me unlovable
  • I am unlovable
  • I need to be afraid
  • People don’t want to associate with me because of my appearance
  • My appearance is monstrous
  • My appearance is grossly abnormal
  • Kids will be afraid of me because of the way I look
  • My children won’t want to associate with me because of the way I look
  • I am ugly
  • I am disgusting
  • I am worthless
  • I am better off dead

Believe it or not these thoughts are all part of who I used to be… I say used to be because in 2014 my goal is to let this list (which is actively working in my mind as I write) perish in the new year. I will make my new list tomorrow. One that explains my list of truths. The one I can hold up when the lies threaten to take over. These are lies, they may not always seem like it but I know they are. They hold me back, they take away from my joy, they distract from the goal… Love and care for others, be present, love ourselves, be kind to others and ourselves. Life is better in this mental space.

BDD, is not only a pack of lies, it is a distraction from the wonder and beauty of life! What a WASTE!

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, beauty, WASTE

Body Dysmporhic Disorder – And The Holidays

December 24, 2013 By Stephen

So many people, so many parties, so much fear.

So much hate and so many mirrors, so much to disguise yet there is nowhere to hide.

Looking for rocks, I feel exposed, out in the open with nowhere to hide.

The holiday cheer fills me with joy, yet deep inside me is this small place where my fear, hate and self loathing resides.

It doesn’t go away. I want to wrap it and give it as a gift. Like a white elephant gift that I can put away for a while and bring out a different year. It’s like a hot potato that keeps coming back to me. I can’t let it go.

MY BDD IS A NIGHTMARE

The pain I feel is so deep-rooted in my psyche that it has burrowed a hole straight into my brain.

I need to dig it out and burn it. Kiss it good-by and take back my life.

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, Body, Disorder, NIGHTMARE

HOW DO WE LET GO?

December 24, 2013 By Stephen

One of the hardest things to let go of is the way we want things to be.

We have fantasies of how our lives could be like, what we could be like as people, what other people should be like, what the world should be like.

These are fantasies, but we rarely recognize them as such. And so it’s hard to let them go, because we want them so.

SO HOW DO WE LET GO

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  1. Realize that reality, as it is, is amazing. Look around, and see things as they are, and appreciate the beauty of it all, as messy as it might be. Be grateful you can experience it. That includes everyone around you, as they are. That includes you, as you are.
  2. Realize that when you’re frustrated, stressed, angry, or disappointed, you are holding onto a fantasy. Think about what it is.
  3. Let them go. Breathe, and release. Smile, and be grateful for what is. Learn to love yourself, others, and all that’s around, as it is right now, without fantasies, without wishing things were different.

If someone else is acting a certain way, is that good or bad? It’s only bad if we wished they would act differently. So tell yourself, “She’s acting exactly as she should, given who she is and her circumstances. She’s doing the best she can. She’s learning, as we all are.”

Well, all of a sudden, you can smile and have compassion for her. You can help ease her pain, or listen to her, or give her space. You can figure out how to act compassionately, and do what you need to do, without getting worked up because she’s not acting the way you wished she would.

All the world becomes OK once you decide it’s OK. When you start wishing it were different, recognize this, and let that wish go. And then say, “It’s OK as it is.”

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: GO, LET, OK, SO

Life is For The Living So Live It (Or Your Better off Dead)

December 22, 2013 By Stephen

Maybe you already know this so quite possibly this is not such a big deal.

But depression is just fear and anger and sadness all wrapped up in a bundle of hopelessness.

I believe it has a lot to do with the feeling (or belief) that tomorrow will be just as bad as today, and then there is no end in sight.

And when nothing really matters, when we lose the basic premise of living we give up, and this is a sad state of affairs.

Testing Theories

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Last night I decided to test a theory. And it isn’t some breakthrough theory, most of you will be thinking well of course… duh. But it happened at home the other day as I was relaxing and reading a book called “[easyazon_link asin=”1401940838″ locale=”US” new_window=”default” tag=”4hourlife00-20″ add_to_cart=”default” cloaking=”default” localization=”default” nofollow=”default” popups=”default”]Second Firsts[/easyazon_link]”.

The book is about loss and how to move beyond grief and begin a “second first”… i.e “starting over”.

We have all experienced loss in some sense of the word and when I saw the author interviewed on the good life project I figured the book may be able to give me some insight into how to overcome my BDD.

Really, when I am in my funks, when I am doing my mirror checking, when I am hating on myself this is usually attached to a sense of grief and/or loss. This loss is rooted in a belief that I had something before (in this case before my new facial scar) that is now gone forever.

And when this imperfection arose it stole my life, and then took with it my ability to be happy.

You will find this when you lose a loved one, a pet, a spouse, a child or even through sickness, disease, accidents. They all share something in common. That once lost life is different, that things have changed.

I RESIST CHANGE

I like to believe (insanely so) that life exists in my bubble, a bubble I perceive to be perfect just the way it is. I have troubles letting go and accepting that all things change. This is a principle I have been working on.

Anyway to get to my point.

My wife coerced me to go out last night to a Christmas party. You may or may not believe it when I tell you I have been avoiding this group of friends for almost the entire year, ever since I got my scar.

Why I have done this in all actuality is completely irrational.

To believe that these kind and generous people would not want to be around me because of a minor imperfection on my face is ridiculous. But to me it is damn real, and the fear that this inspires in me is at times unbearable. But last night I had no choice.

Sadly, I had worried all week about this party. And then something happened.

I was reading in [easyazon_link asin=”1401940838″ locale=”US” new_window=”default” tag=”4hourlife00-20″ add_to_cart=”default” cloaking=”default” localization=”default” nofollow=”default” popups=”default”]Second Firsts[/easyazon_link] about how basically if we have a preconceived notion about how something is going to turn out and don’t test it the only thought that we can have is the negative outcome. But if we test it then we have that outcome, the “real” outcome that we can compare this to.

Surprisingly, much of my BDD may actually come from this testing. When I was a kid I remember my mom buying me this Yankees baseball cap that was I guess uncool. I wore it to school and everyone teased me. I never wanted to wear a hat again.

I bought a secret Santa gift for a co-worker 8 years ago that was (I kid you not) light instead of dark chocolate and this coworker made me feel so bad that I have never participated in a secret Santa exchange again.

Small things make me lose my confidence easily. I think I have  a strong desire to please people. And it is out of fear of disapproval that I change my behaviors. Often (if not always) at my loss.

MOVING FORWARD

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So I went to the party last night and all the guys gave me a bad time for disappearing for 1 year.  Of course they have no idea why I have been MIA.

As I said these are good guys, friendly kind and warm people.

We had a few beers, laughed played with our kids, caught up and guess what not one person said a damn thing about my scar.

I practiced what I had mentioned in a previous post about my bad “loops” think about the other person, and stop letting my mind circle back to me, my face and my image concerns. And I did this fairly well.

When the thoughts would come I would either a) sip the beer or, b) and more commonly let the feeling pass out of me and then focus again on the other person… Paying close attention to what was going on in their life.

UPS AND DOWNS

I am by no means cured after one dinner party. But it is one comparison I can throw into the win column.

This Christmas we have family coming from overseas, people I haven’t seen in quite some tim,e and of course all I can think about is their reaction to my facial scar.

So f’d up… But this is the way it is. So my goal is to have a couple more wins.

The chance for loss is still there and it scares the hell out of me. Scares me to the point of fear, self-loathing and yes the kind of depression I opened this blog post talking about.

But I have a choice I guess, I can live in fear or I can move on.

One steals my most precious asset… time. The other is the choice of experiencing life.

As the band Passenger says so well:

“Don’t you cry for the lost
Smile for the living
Get what you need and give what you’re given
Life’s for the living so live it
Or you’re better of dead”

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: Change, DOWNS, FORWARD, grief, MOVING, Moving Foreward, Moving Forward, test, Testing, Testing Theories

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