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Laser Treatments for facial scars – Do they work?

October 10, 2014 By Stephen

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You see images like this all the time. But are they for real?

I have talked a lot about my facial scars on this blog.

I blame them for the resurgence of my BDD and I also blame them for the inescapable nature of the beast.

I blame them for my ugliness and my shame

I blame them for my fear of face to face casual conversation. Something I used to look forward to prior to the unfortunate events.

What is really to blame?

I am pragmatic enough to know that facial scars alone are not enough to stop anybody from doing anything, it is not the scar but my attitude towards the scar that proves disabling

That being said, I did give laser treatment a try, in hopes that it would help decrease the scar, and give me my life back.

The results?

I had 3 treatments of fractal laser on my cheek scar and my recent nose scar.

They helped some, according to my wife it was noticeable, according to me it is “what it is”, but better than nothing at all.

The shave biopsy scar on my nose is vascular so the laser didn’t help to the degree I had hoped, but time will tell, especially as the scar tissue starts to develop some more and the redness fades.

The Paucity of Information on Facial Scars

As a medical practitioner I have been horrified by the lack of information there is on facial scars and facial scar treatments.

It is something we didn’t learn about in our medical training. We learned how to do very basic interrupted sutures, we learned how to take these out later.

But facial scars last a lifetime, not just the few minutes a person is in the exam room with us.

When I saw the dermatologist about the small growth on my nose he took a shave biopsy and said “no big deal”. For me it is a big deal and is having a serious impact on my life. He cut too deep and left a depressed hypertrophic scar that went into the subdermis which is vascular and now created a red circle on my nose.

When I saw the ER PA who placed 7 poorly done interrupted sutures in my face saying she wouldn’t be able to bring in a plastic surgeon, she lied and she was just trying to get me out of there as quickly as possible. This had long-term consequences and took 20 minutes of her time.

When I asked the professionals if there was anything I could do to make these facial scars better they said no.

When I went online to do some research I found that laser therapy done early can have a big impact, done later (in my case 18 months) it is not nearly as effective.

I also found out that you do not need to close a wound so quickly, in the case of a facial laceration there are techniques that can drastically reduce scaring especially with appropriate follow-up care.  So I could have walked out of that ER and waited for a plastic surgeon who could have provided me with a much better outcome.

Lying to my Face

People have a tendency to act like they know all the answers even when they don’t.

I now really regret consulting a dermatologist about my scars. The dermatologist I saw had no idea bout laser therapy but said it would change my skin pigmentation, that it would make it worse, that there was nothing that could be done.

Of course none of this was true. She knew nothing about laser treatment and was speaking out of her ass.

I got a free consult a year later and that is when I found out there are options.

Laser Therapy

I assume there are good laser treatment centers and bad ones. I found one simply by using Google, calling and signing up for a free consultation. The nurse who runs the fractal laser machine sat down with me and right away said I could see a 30% improvement of my deep cheek scar and probably some noticeable improvement on my nose as well. It would take multiple treatments and it was $50 per treatment. Very reasonable!

The treatments took 10 minutes each, Each treatment was separated by 30 days but a minimum of 2 weeks is necessary, and like I said, there has been improvement.

How much of this was from the laser versus simply time, I will never know.

I will post pictures here in due time, when I am ready. 

But, if you have had any type of facial scaring I would say at least for now, that you should consult a laser treatment center to see if there is something they can do. You really have nothing to lose.

Some Recommendations for Laser Therapy and Facial Scars

  • Try to find a center that will give you a free consult. Ask how long they have been doing their job, what their experience is with treating these types of scars.
  • The nurse who did my 3 treatments was amazing. She promised me she could not make it worse (which was my biggest fear) and she was right. It did only get better. I trusted her, and I trusted her judgement.
  • If you have a recent scar, also it is a good time to seek consult maybe 2 weeks or so after they have pulled the stitches. The fractal lasers can promote colleen synthesis and speed up healing, so often, as was in my case, sooner is better than later.

I caution you against believing medical practitioners, even specialists such as dermatologists regarding laser treatments.  They know nothing about laser therapy and they will lead you astray. Contact a specialist or even a plastics office that does laser treatments and see your options.

There is some hope out there if you have had facial scaring.  Yes, I still have BDD, but seeing improvement in my scars has helped, and I think this is a much better option than scar revisions or plastic surgery, which often can make matters worse!

Just look at Michael Jackson.

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: Facial, Laser Treatments, Scar

10 Months After my Facial Scar – Falling Back Into Old BDD Habits

May 2, 2013 By Stephen

Sometimes I just can’t believe it happened:  The scar, the injury, the entire incident.

It doesn’t seem fair, but then again, life often isn’t. And we just have to accept these things as they are.

ON THE ROAD

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I am away from home, on the road, in a hotel room. Alone with mirrors and overhead lights. I am around those looking to network, and I am again ashamed, disgusted with myself and wishing to crawl into a hole.

How long can I exist like this? I have to ask myself, because it seems already it has been and insufferable amount of time.

I have been researching scar revision surgery and have decided it is ultimately my best option. And, for this I had to consult with my wife, she just nods and is accepting. But this doesn’t help me decide if my desires for scar revision are based on the scar, or my perception of it.

And this is where BDD seems to have me. The inability to separate my truth from reality, and the awareness of this kills me. I just don’t know if this is vanity or not.

I scan everyone I see trying to find some type of imperfections in their face. I see none, but every-time I enter a bathroom with that overhead light I have to duck, and hide from the mirror. I have to dodge the glances of other peoples eyes, I have to hide here in my hotel room.

THIS IS NO WAY TO LIVE

I have tried SSRI’s and this made matters worse. It is time to seek counsel I presume, maybe I will do this as part of my workup to surgery. My greatest fear is that the surgery will not provide me with the results I desire, and from that point I don’t know where or how to proceed.

I can tell you one thing, I hope never again to feel suicidal, although I can feel those thoughts pouring back in. But my defenses are up, and it seems that I am a lot better at blocking them.

SOCIAL OBLIGATIONS

I am visiting a good friend this weekend, one I haven’t seen in over a year. To top it off his entire family is going to be there. Baby steps I tell myself, it will be OK.

What is it I am so afraid of anyway? This is the other part of BDD, a lot of poor self esteem all wrapped up in a package. Why do I care about this gross imperfection? It is just part of me, it is not my fault… Although I don’t think I accept that as a truth.

STAR STRUCK

I was watching the news this morning and there was Lindsay Lohan. She was headed back into rehab. Then they cut to a newsflash that the original singer Chris Kelly from the kids R&B band Kris Kross had died of a drug overdose at the age of 34, he had performed on tour with another BDD sufferer Michael Jackson. Then my thoughts wen’t down the row of dead superstars who seemed to have all the good things in life.

What is wrong here? Something is wrong here, and I wonder if it affects me.

BAD HABITS

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I started smoking again when I am away from home. This just makes me feel even more like shit, but there you have it, a self destructive behavior on top of a layer of self hatred. Fuck me!

I am at a medical conference but I stared in the mirror and decided to spend the last two hours in my hotel room. I am thinking of catching a movie and then going out to dinner. I am supposed to meet up with a colleague and his wife tomorrow for dinner, I hope I can get my nerve up.

TESTING MY “BDD” THEORIES

Every time I have tested my theories that my face sucks and nobody would want to hang out with me, or love me, or make love to me.. I have been proven wrong.

My wife doesn’t even seem to notice and my friends have not abandoned me. Hell they seem to not even notice. My parents are the same. People notice, and sometimes they even make a comment about my scar, but it is rare. My patients never say a thing, Maybe it is just a kind world I think, or maybe, just maybe some of this is in my mind.

Or maybe it doesn’t matter, it is just an external thing, and people have their own worries, which usually do not involve my face.

Filed Under: Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: Anxiety, Bad Habbits, Bad Habits, BDD, Depression, Facial, Facial Scar, Fear, Kris Kross, Michael Jackson, Scar, Social Obligations, Star Struck, Testing

My Facial Scar – Overcoming BDD Along With My Worst Fears

November 10, 2012 By Stephen

It’s hard for me to post this picture. But I am doing it because I feel like I am on an island.

Scars are quite common, I have sewed up many a laceration in my time as a family practice physician assistant, but facial scars are a different beast.

I didn’t understand this until I received one.

I have talked about my scar on this blog several times, I was too afraid and too ashamed to post the picture until today. This injury happened about two months ago,while surfing.  I took the tail of a 40 lb. fiberglass long-board to my face.  It was a total accident, but two months later I am left with a rather large and unsightly atrophic scar.

I will post this as well when I feel ready to face my own image.

Since my injury I have been hard pressed to find people with large facial scars. I am not sure if it is my BDD or just the fact that I have a facial scar and I compare my face with everybody.

When I do find somebody I spend the rest of our time together analyzing their facial scar, and it is not like I really care, but I want to know how they deal with theirs.  Of course I would never say this out-loud it is something I do in my mind, behind the scenes.

I have been searching for emotional support, it is hard. There isn’t much support out there for people with facial scars. It is even surprisingly hard to find good, trusted information about surgical revision or laser treatments… Something I have been thinking more about lately.

All Aboard the Ugly Train: Passengers – One

People have been surprisingly cruel as well. I never saw this coming. I thought dealing with a facial scar would be a solitary journey.  But no it is not, it involves a ride on the “ugly train.”

It is like a nightmare, and no matter how hard I try I can’t get off.

In last two months I have been repeatedly called scar-face,  my scar has been endlessly critiqued, leading up to Halloween I actually had several people asked me if I “was going to use my face as part of my costume…”  That one left me traumatized for the good part of the following weekend. Actually still does.

I have had people tell me they were surprised it didn’t heel better, that it was more “sunken” then they would have thought, that it was looking worse.  I actually can’t believe people say these things.  Many a conversation have been had with my scar in place of my eyes.

Now I find I can no longer look people in their eyes, because then I start to think about my scar. I am constantly scanning their gaze.

It’s Just a Scar

It is just a scar, it does not define me, it is part of me now,  it is part of my face.  Yes, I may be able to get some type of cosmetic surgery to make it better in the next 18 months, but should I have to? I am the one with BDD, if people only knew how these comments affect me.  How when they make them I drive home suicidal, how I feel like a monster, how I am afraid to even kiss my wife or be around people who I know.

At first I was even afraid to see the reactions of my own children.  They of course look easily past it, they see their dad, not a scar.

It gets old… The comments. There is an endless stream, I have become open territory on which others (I assume) can displace their own body image concerns.

My patients have been surprisingly kind and thoughtful, not one has hardly said a thing. Yet, in the medical community there is a belief I guess that you can fix everything. So when they see my new, infinitely less “beautiful” face, they say things.  Horrible things. Really surprisingly horrible things.

All this, and I have skin issues already that are related to my BDD. They were in my mind before, nobody once said anything about my skin prior to this injury, yet I still hated it.

Now as I test my theories and my notions of my imperfections, they are confirmed.  To a person with BDD this is particularly devastating.

Getting on With Life

I heard this poem today while on a run it is by Jon Blais who died of ALS. He is still the only person to have ever completed an Ironman triathlon with ALS.

By Jon Blais (August 1971-May 2007)

Live…
More than your neighbors.
Unleash yourself upon the world and go places.
Go now.
Giggle, no, laugh.
No… stay out past dark,
And bark at the moon like the wild dog that you are.
Understand that this is not a dress rehearsal.
This is it… your life.
Face your fears and live your dreams.
Take it in.
Yes, every chance you get…
come close.
And, by all means, whatever you do…
Get it on film.

I like this saying about life “not being a dress rehearsal.” The time I spend lamenting this is getting me nowhere.  The more depressed I become, the more I hide from the world, the less I live. And this is time, the only thing I have, and I am giving it to those people who treat me badly.  They don’t deserve it.

Starting to Live

I am using this blog to work through my BDD and this facial scar. I decided on my run today, while listening to this poem that I have had enough.  Now I just have to figure out how to live like that.

Looking for support? Make sure to check out:

Changing Faces: An amazing community for those of us with facial disfigurements. 

Filed Under: Facial Scar, Overcoming Body Dysmorphic Disorder Tagged With: Acceptance, Anxiety, BDD, Cruelty, Facial, Facial Scar, How to Deal, Scar, Scar Face, Social Anxiety, Treatment of Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD)