Surviving Body Dysmorphic Disorder: I've heard once

sabato 28 aprile 2012

I've heard once

somebody telling me :

"Stop acting as you always know what happens next / how things are gonna end."

It was 2 years ago. I've kept doing it - people don't change - and so far I've never failed.

Fact is that hope scares the hell out of me.

Not oblivion, nor madness, nor death
but hope
hope is teasing

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About me

I'm a 22 years old guy from Italy, suffering from BDD since I was 14.
Not much is known about this disease and the way it can affect your life, and that's the reason why I've decided to start this blog : to let people know about it.

I'm going to tell about my daily routine, the need to hide, the worst thoughts as the sweetest dreams of someone who is struggling against a distorted, haunting image of himself.

I promise to be as honest as possible.
That's the reason why it took me some time to finally take the decision of starting this thing; I always thought that if I had ever end up doing it, I had to it in the most sincere way.

As a BDD sufferer I always feel 'naked' (and awful) when I'm outdoor.
Those feelings are 'bare' and I think they're not 'indecent' anyway.

English is not my native language, so sorry for any grammar or lexical mistake.

About BDD

It is a psychological somatoform disorder in which the affected person perceive himself as deformed, terribly ugly or even disgusting.
The disorder is linked to significantly diminished quality of life and can be co-morbid with major depressive disorder and social-phobia, also known as chronic social anxiety.

With a completed-suicide rate more than double that of major depression (three to four times that of manic depression) and a suicidal ideation rate of around 80%, extreme cases of BDD linked with dissociation can be considered a risk factor for suicide.

BDD is a chronic illness, and symptoms are likely to persist, or worsen, if left untreated.