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Grief, Fear, Anger, Resentment, Depression, BDD – Is There Something Good in it?

December 20, 2013 By Stephen

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What Appears to be a Problem is not Always a Problem.

It is an invitation to explore new positive possibilities.

What seems impossible is not entirely impossible. It is
challenging you to look at the situation from a different
perspective.

The obstacles that block you are also doing you a favor.
They are guiding you to become more creative, more
innovative, more determined and purposeful.

Each negative thing has a positive element. That’s because
you have the amazing ability to learn, to adapt, to create
and to transform life according to your unique, positive
vision.

There’s really no need to worry about what might or might
not come. For no matter what may come, there’s a way for you
to create more goodness and richness from it.

Enthusiastically embrace each moment with open arms.

There’s something good in it, waiting for you to bring it to life.

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, Depression, Fear

MY BDD LOOPS – The Processes That Make My Life Suck

December 17, 2013 By Stephen

Tonight I have decided to sit down and take a good look at my triggers and unhealthy habit loops.

I might discuss alternative options to these habit loop in more detail later, but for now I will use this as an opportunity for self reflection.

I would encourage you to do the same.

  • What are you BDD triggers?
  • What do your unhealthy habit loops look like?
  • What alternative “habit loops” can you think of?

MY TRIGGERS

  1. Mirrors
  2. Windows
  3. People (Social Interaction)
  4. Face Touching
  5. Overhead Lighting

MY HABIT “LOOPS”

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MY SOCIAL INTERACTION LOOP

Meet person → think about my scar → talk with person → scan there eyes to see if their gaze is on my scar → think about my scar → do they see it? I think so → think about my scar → maybe they do see it →  anxiety → think about my scar → realize the person doesn’t care about my scar → think about my scar → become uncomfortable → think about my scar → feel anxiety and try to end discomfort → think about my scar → cut the interaction short → feel like crap → blame my scar → continue behaviors of avoiding → feel less anxiety → blame my scar → scar begins to define me → social isolation, poor relationships → less anxiety → reward is less anxiety consequence → lost interactions → social isolation → sadness → depression → self hate → suicidal thoughts → dead on inside if not out.

Some possible options: 

Option 1: Avoid social interaction

Horrible and self defeating option

Option 2:  Change thinking to take the focus off myself

Meet the person → think about the person → listen to the person → send love to the person → person feels understood → enjoys my company → new friend → new interaction → I feel better → make their day better → chance for growth and connection.

MY MIRROR LOOP

See a mirror → try to avoid the mirror → give into the mirror → see my scar → try to get a closer look → see if it looks bad in this current light → no → try to make it look bad → I am always able to → feel bad → look closer → looks worse → feel depressed → angry → sad → hopeless → try to shake feelings → can’t → night is ruined.

Some possible options: 

Option 1: Avoid Mirrors (beginning step)

When washing hands don’ t look up into mirror.

When shopping for clothes don’t try clothes on in store.

Option 2:  Avoid close up mirror checking

See the whole picture and avoid eye contact with the perceived (or real) defect

MY WINDOW LOOP

On a run, walk, getting in the car → see a car window, store window, look into my phone → look for my scar → see deep crevices of scar (always bad in windows with natural light) → feel sad → helpless → angry → disgusted → afraid → unlovable.

MY SCAR TOUCHING LOOP

Touch my scar → feel its contour and depth → feel disgusted → push on it → try to make myself feel better → is it deep? → always the answer is yes → feel bad → self hate → disgust → need mirror check → may take a photo of it → feel even more sick → disgusted → anxious → self hate → self torment.

Some possible options: 

Option 1:

Don’t touch my scar.

CAMERA LOOPS

Take a picture → look for the scar → don’t see the scare → feel good → look harder → see the scar → feel horrible → self hate → anxiety → fear.

Some possible options: 

Option 1:  Avoid all pictures

bad option

Option 2: Avoid focusing on my scar

very hard to do

Option 3: Accept that I am moore than my scar

Impossible?

One thing that is apparent from this exercise, each of these triggers sets off a process that ends in self hate, anxiety, fear and disgust. And then oddly a desire to repeat the steps.

So the question is why would I voluntarily engage in any of these activities?  Some of these are part of life, like mirrors and social interactions. What are my options?

The best option is always to accept that I am more than my perceived (or real) defect and to find the beauty in it.

Can I ever get there?

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, Body, Disorder, Dysmorphic, Habit, LOOP, LOOPS, overcoming, TOUCHING, WINDOW

Grief and Fear – The Backbone of BDD – Change and the Malleable Brain

December 16, 2013 By Stephen

No one ever told me that grief felt so much like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning.  I keep on swallowing. – C.S Lewis, [easyazon_link asin=”0060652381″ locale=”US” new_window=”default” tag=”4hourlife00-20″ add_to_cart=”no” cloaking=”default” localization=”default” nofollow=”default” popups=”default”]A Grief Observed[/easyazon_link]

My huge stumbling block is that I am not too sad to try again, but that I am too afraid to try again. It is fear, not sadness that is holding me back.

I have to make the decision to either start living again or to grieve forever, to fear forever.

In the moment we recognize it is fear, we are released to move forward.

I have been confusing the emotions related to mourning with the “what if’s and the why’s that are related to anticipation of the future.

BECAUSE MY BRAIN WANTS TO BE SAFE

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My head is filling me with negative beliefs about who I am, what I can accomplish, and how the world will respond to me.

My thoughts are telling me that my present moment grief will extend foreword forever, and that I should therefore fear the future as an unpleasant and unhappy experience.

NOTHING ABOUT THESE IDEAS ARE REAL

Reading C.S Lewis quote at the beginning connected the dots… “what about my thought patterns is not in line with my current state of being?”

THE MALLEABILITY OF THE BRAIN

Neuroplasticity explains that  when we experience something, neurons in the brain make connections between one another, and these connections tell our mind and body how to react to the world around us.

These connections are called neural pathways, or brain maps, and the more we use them, the more ingrained they become.

And the more ingrained they become, the  more likely we are to react in the same way.

OUR NEURAL PATHWAYS CAN BE CHANGED

But our neural pathways can be changed so we can experience the world in new ways.

We can create new habits and behaviors by working consciously to rewire our brains.

By setting the right environment to push ourselves out of these well-worn neural pathways and onto a new landscape.

A NEW LANDSCAPE

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My brain is focusing on grief and fear instead of on life.

Repetitive grief thoughts have created a map of grief and fear inside my brain.

Whenever I think about my facial defect I am reinforcing those neural pathways and contributing to my own suffering by making my default grief.

If I can focus my attention away from these negative thoughts, and negative behaviors (like mirror checking, avoiding social gatherings, overhead light etc. etc.) and toward positive behaviors (attending social gatherings, joining new groups, going to church, avoiding staring at or feeling my scar), then I can actually change my own neural pathways.

In other words: 

I can contribute to my own relief from suffering by breaking this habit of grief.

CHANGING CORE BELIEFS

I know these thoughts are not serving me, I know I need to alter my thinking if I want to create the life I would love leading.

I don’t know what that life will look like, but I do know that I want to become happy again.

I want the unbearable pain I am feeling to quiet down, I want to escape the feeling of misery and sadness which fills a large part of my days.

Even in the midst of BDD I am in charge of my life.

I have the freedom to choose.

It is time to make changes.

To take my fear addled brain and reshape it!

– Stephen 

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Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: BDD, BRAIN, Fear, NEURAL, NEW

Voices of BDD – If Only

December 13, 2013 By Stephen

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 magazines and think, “I want to be like this. I want to be tall and skinny and white.”
  • “I want to be beautiful.”

Every night before I went to bed, I’d pray to God or whatever entity out there to please, please make me pretty.

I AM OBSESSED

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I have literally found myself wishing there would be a SARS outbreak in my city just so face masks would be necessary.

I am not formally diagnosed with BDD, but I know this is what I have.

The reason why I’m reluctant to talk to any professionals with experience on the matter is because I know they will keep me from saving myself.

They’ll take away the possibility of surgery.

For the past five years, I have been infatuated with aesthetic surgery and, as sad as this may sound, still perceive it as a form, or rather, my form of salvation.

I am self-conscious to the extent of covering my face with a post-it during a webcam session.

In person, my attempts to hide my “mug” aren’t as effective, but they still manage to be noticeable. And even with that said, I really, really am trying to be inconspicuous. I really am trying to stop.

I honestly don’t understand why I’m like this, but I do know that it’s not for the validation of other people.

I can give a flying **** about compliments. Sure, they may make me feel a bit better for the time being, but they ultimately won’t change a thing. I do realize that I’m not insanely hideous, I just… can’t help it. It’s weird.

A SILLY STORY

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When I was little, maybe five or so, I was peering in the mirror when I noticed that my lips were huge.

This irked me so much that I proceeded to grab a pair of scissors and cut small pieces of it off until I was satisfied. There was no pain, just this numbness and a feeling of contentment.

An hour later, it hurt, BAD!

Now, why do I hide these “huge” lips?

First thing’s first: The bane of my existence is my lack of self-esteem. The cause of that, contrary to popular belief, isn’t my lips. The cause is, in fact, my nose. I am so deluded that I blame and associate some of my mistakes to my nose, and sometimes, I veritably believe it.

They say the first step is recognizing the problem, right?

It’s a shame I haven’t looked much into the whole procedure.

Anyway, suck in your lips for a moment. If you look in the mirror while doing this, you can see that it slightly alters the shape of your nose. This is why I do it. Because I’m convinced my nose looks a bit better with my lips sucked in.

ON REFLECTION – I AM CRAZY

The first thing I am going to do once I get out of high school is to go to Korea or Japan for a nose job. Then, maybe these stupid psychological issues won’t deter me from living life to its full extent. This, I genuinely believe, and I am more than willing to take a risk to ensure it.

You’re probably wondering what will I do if surgery doesn’t work out.

And to be honest, I don’t know either. I try not to dwell on it as an attempt to preserve all the optimism I currently have left.

– If Only

Filed Under: Voices of BDD Tagged With: AM, BDD, Cure, Plastic, STORY, Surgery, Treatment of Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD), Voices

The Voices of BDD

December 13, 2013 By Stephen

In this series I will be searching for voices. Those voices who suffer from BDD, the ones scattered across the either.

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, and hope and the makings of life. Because if not, we are better off dead.

I JUST WANT TO LIVE BUT IT IS GETTING SO HARD

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It been 2 1/2 years and I don’t think there has been a moment in that time that I have not had the thought and image of my scarred body leave my mind.

There is just so much regret and blame and I have managed to ruin my life, financially, career and in relationships through my uncontrollable crying and constant obsession with my body.

I am learning to keep it inside but it is very hard and I feel like I am suffering with it all the time. It really is a hellish way to live and I would love to find a way to reduce and hopefully end the suffering.

I do not want to kill myself… but I think of it all the time and it is a very painful thought.

I would like to focus on how I can start to see and value myself as more than just a body.

To learn to see my qualities that are more important like compassionate and kind and caring.

I just want to live but it is getting so hard.

I can not escape these horrible thoughts about my body.

I would love to connect and communicate with anyone that can relate and has found things that have helped them.

~ Dede

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder, Voices of BDD Tagged With: BDD, IT, LIVE, Regret, Sadness, Voices, WANT

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