Whitecrow
Banned
Sorry for the venting, again, but I totally need it.
I'm afraid a telling this to my friends and even my family, because I know they wont understand and that will make me even more worried and angry.
So there's the thing.
I'm in a situation right now where I look at myself in the mirror, and even if my front view is not that bad, my sides are indeed horrible.
My nose looks like a piece separated from my face. It's incredibly big and looks really out of place.
And my chin is recessed af, with no jawline to be seen. Also, no cheekbones, and chronic and ugly eye-bags, which makes me always look sick.
I've been struggling with my self-image for a long time, avoiding photos as much as I could because, well, I hate how I look, and I dont wanna ruin photos for the others.
That's has been damaging hardly my self-steem for years now.
Just like being 30+ years old and still having the body of a teenager, but I take responsability for that (well, I let my skinny ADHD genetics take it).
And just like being friendzoned over and over and over and over and over. Because my body wouldnt go on sync with my age. But whatever.
The thing is, I always thought that that was just how my face was (because noone told me that anything was wrong) and had to deal with it. (spoiler: I still cant).
And I can tell you, you look at my face and you clearly sense I have a few health issues.
And that angers me a lot too, because I never do drugs and never get drunk.
And I've been controlling my caffeine and sugar intake for a long time now, and yet, I still look like I'm sick. That fkn sucks.
But recently I discovered that indeed, I have in fact a bone structure problem. Which apparently a lot of people have.
Which is basically a recessed jaw bone and teeth miss-alignments.
And I say this because I cant tell you how much I hate people telling you "you are fine" when ideed, you are not.
My family tells me I look handsome. A close friend of mine always tries to cheer me up telling me I'm handsome.
But I look at myself and see a lot of real issues. Which its possible causes and consequences do in fact exist in my life.
Yes, a spend a lot of time looking at myself in the mirror, everyday, and I go outside and I cant stop ruminating over my face looks.
I fall into the body dismorphic disorder criteria. But the thing is, I pretty sure my issues are real and not just a distorted perception.
So, if I ever want to solve this, I have to go through surgery. Fucking face surgery. And not even for functional reasons.
I can eat, bite, and breath normally. (I have some trouble speaking tho). I need to go for aestethic reasons. And that has me kinda shocked.
And the surgery is expeeeeeeeeeeensive.
So now I have to choose, having this disorder and leave out the possibility of a normal social life. Or get the surgery.
My life just doesnt give me a break. I think I should have went crazy by now.
I think I dont get enough credit for holding on with this body and mind of mine with no drinking or drugs.
I'm afraid a telling this to my friends and even my family, because I know they wont understand and that will make me even more worried and angry.
So there's the thing.
I'm in a situation right now where I look at myself in the mirror, and even if my front view is not that bad, my sides are indeed horrible.
My nose looks like a piece separated from my face. It's incredibly big and looks really out of place.
And my chin is recessed af, with no jawline to be seen. Also, no cheekbones, and chronic and ugly eye-bags, which makes me always look sick.
I've been struggling with my self-image for a long time, avoiding photos as much as I could because, well, I hate how I look, and I dont wanna ruin photos for the others.
That's has been damaging hardly my self-steem for years now.
Just like being 30+ years old and still having the body of a teenager, but I take responsability for that (well, I let my skinny ADHD genetics take it).
And just like being friendzoned over and over and over and over and over. Because my body wouldnt go on sync with my age. But whatever.
The thing is, I always thought that that was just how my face was (because noone told me that anything was wrong) and had to deal with it. (spoiler: I still cant).
And I can tell you, you look at my face and you clearly sense I have a few health issues.
And that angers me a lot too, because I never do drugs and never get drunk.
And I've been controlling my caffeine and sugar intake for a long time now, and yet, I still look like I'm sick. That fkn sucks.
But recently I discovered that indeed, I have in fact a bone structure problem. Which apparently a lot of people have.
Which is basically a recessed jaw bone and teeth miss-alignments.
And I say this because I cant tell you how much I hate people telling you "you are fine" when ideed, you are not.
My family tells me I look handsome. A close friend of mine always tries to cheer me up telling me I'm handsome.
But I look at myself and see a lot of real issues. Which its possible causes and consequences do in fact exist in my life.
Yes, a spend a lot of time looking at myself in the mirror, everyday, and I go outside and I cant stop ruminating over my face looks.
I fall into the body dismorphic disorder criteria. But the thing is, I pretty sure my issues are real and not just a distorted perception.
So, if I ever want to solve this, I have to go through surgery. Fucking face surgery. And not even for functional reasons.
I can eat, bite, and breath normally. (I have some trouble speaking tho). I need to go for aestethic reasons. And that has me kinda shocked.
And the surgery is expeeeeeeeeeeensive.
So now I have to choose, having this disorder and leave out the possibility of a normal social life. Or get the surgery.
My life just doesnt give me a break. I think I should have went crazy by now.
I think I dont get enough credit for holding on with this body and mind of mine with no drinking or drugs.