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November 6, 2007, 8:49 am PST
Your NOT Alone
Quote From: beesa54I believe this is what I have. I constantly pick at my face and express what ever I can from my pores. My mother used to do this to me when I was a child and I find I can not stop. I sometimes feel like I am a prisoner to my mirror. I also have hair growing on my chin and tried to have it permanently removed years ago to no avail, thru electrolysis. What a waste of money. But now I am obsessed with plucking it and looking for facial abnormalities. I hate that I do this, but can't seem to stop. I was once on antidepressants and felt better but since losing my health insurance I haven't been able to afford medications either. I like alone, and don't leave the house much, mostly because it is a concert effort just to pick up after myself and dress. When I work it seems i only leave the house to earn money so that I can head home and close off the world. I really don't think I like life anymore. I am anxious to watch this program as Dr. Phil has helped so many people with his show. I hope I take away some real insight as to why I do this. I too do the same things as you. Now I'm in an ugly spiral that won't stop. I'm constantly picking at my skin and it calms me but I know in my head I'm doing more damage than good. I can't get treatment because I'm a married mother of three boys and only make $46,000 a year and that leaves NO money left over for treatment of any kind. I once was having some really abd marital problems and was in a really bad state of mind. I thought I had a skin problem on my leg and ended up picking 1/4 of an inch deep and across into my leg. It's so hard to face people. They think I'm strung out on meth because of the sores all over my body. I have to decide whether or not I can attend a school function on how I look (AND I'M THE CAUSE!!!!) or how bad it makes me feel just to have to go into the school if one of the kids get sick. I have over 400 scars on my body from this. Pointed tweezers and a mirror are my drug. I can't stop. I'm the ugliest crazy person I know and no one understands me. I don't have any hope left. I just wanted to tell you your not alone.
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