I typically don’t go out when my face looks like this and I sure as hell don’t post unedited pictures, but I think in order to try and overcome this, a bit of humiliation is in order. Unhealthy way to go about it? Probably, but I am tired of looking like I have fucking scabies, or some disease. I am getting a lot better at dealing with my anxiety, but this is still a huge issue for me.

My doctor suggested trying to find others, but this isn’t something you can just bring up in everyday conversation, you know? I am posting here because I know few of my followers ‘irl’ and because tumblr has a community of people like this. 

For those who know me ‘irl’ and do not know what dermatillomania or trichotillomania are, I ask that you do not read on, as it may seem strange, illogical, and just gross.

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I woke up really early this morning and couldn’t fall asleep and instead of working on my speech, which is due tomorrow, I turned on Toddler’s and Tiara’s. I am ashamed to say I got sucked in. I got so into it that I started writing things down, quotes, ideas, questions…notes. I will be posting these later, if anyone else out there is as bored and confused as I am, ha ha. 　

Hah, what has my life become?

(via warpten)

Nothing hurts. I queued that last post last night and forgot about it until now.

I will have security now, always, I will know what is coming, it might not be “nice”, but I will be prepared. I am okay with this. Now we can be sick together, at least for the summer.