I have/ had BDD. Thankfully not as bad as I used to though- it completely and utterly took over my life. My whole existence was based around thinking everyone was staring horrified at a certain feature of mine. I was constantly trying to cover it up.
I was referred to a psychologist by a surgeon who id been to see to try and get the feature altered. I had burst into tears in the hospital room and said ‘I can’t spend the rest of my life looking like this’ because the surgery wasn’t viable.
I’m so incredibly thankful to the psychologist who I worked with for months. The main thing that stuck out for me was that each week I had to do a different step, so I started off letting the feature be visible while, say, driving my car. I had to note whether anyone was looking at me at all. Then I had to walk down the road. Then into town. And so it went until I realised that nobody was looking at me. I now let the feature be fully visible at all times. Sometimes I’ll catch myself and think tit you’re not covering it up! And then I remember nobody is looking at me.
Press to get the best help you can. It can be a bleeping brutal illness.
I was referred to a psychologist by a surgeon who id been to see to try and get the feature altered. I had burst into tears in the hospital room and said ‘I can’t spend the rest of my life looking like this’ because the surgery wasn’t viable.
I’m so incredibly thankful to the psychologist who I worked with for months. The main thing that stuck out for me was that each week I had to do a different step, so I started off letting the feature be visible while, say, driving my car. I had to note whether anyone was looking at me at all. Then I had to walk down the road. Then into town. And so it went until I realised that nobody was looking at me. I now let the feature be fully visible at all times. Sometimes I’ll catch myself and think tit you’re not covering it up! And then I remember nobody is looking at me.
Press to get the best help you can. It can be a bleeping brutal illness.