Have you ever just wanted to…?
Dermatillomania. Self portrait in acrylics. Kind of a vent.
This isn’t about body image.
- Heather Streatfield.
you can tell how stressed/upset i am about any given situation by seeing how torn up my skin is.
Unfortunately, I still very much suffer from dermatillomania.
The only good news about fighting derma is this:
This month, in early June, I went through about four weeks where I did not pick/picked only tiny amounts without ever even realizing it. I believe the cause of this was my first real heartbreak. Unlike what normally happens when I become stressed, I picked less instead of more. I was so busy crying, thinking, texting, trying my best to get over this utter heartbreak that the picking just stopped. However, as derma always does, it came back with a vengeance, and I am picking once again.
However, those weeks did give me some hope that ONE DAY I will be able to kick this. I feel much more optimistic about it then I ever have in my entire life.
Again, I have considered reaching out to friends and family members, but can’t find the strength and courage to tell anyone in my personal life. (I have only told those here on this blog, and on online forums about derma.)
I do apologize for not even running this blog anymore. I believe I’ve said on here before that part of the reason I’ve stopped is that it seems that the more I concentrate/talk about my derma the more active it makes it…so you can imagine how running a blog soley for the purpose of talking about derma was making my condition.. :b
For those who still follow this blog despite all this, thank you. And for those blogs who I follow, know that you will ALWAYS be in my heart and thank you so much for letting me know that I am not alone in this.