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Post by zoz on Aug 31, 2009 12:58:50 GMT -5
You are a bunch of disgusting animals. You peel the skin off your face and pretend to have a mental problem. You are all disgusting and should be treated like the sub-humans you are. If you are on this message board because you pick your skin, because you save the disgusting shit in jars, or you eat your disgusting skin, then you should kill yourself. Not like a pussy and just eat 6 Advil, no cry for help bullshit, I mean put a shotgun in your mouth and paint your bedroom wall red with your warpped brain splatterings. No one likes you. No one feels sorry for you picking your skin. You 'people' (term used very liberally) are lower then the flys that land on my dogs shit logs. You want support? Here it is... stop picking your disgusting face. Problem solved. You don't have mental problems. You don't have depression. You are just a bunch of sick fucks. I hope your homes burn down. This reaction is exactly the type of reaction I've had in real life, not the internet, from my own mother, no less. She just didn't understand at all. Who am I kidding? It's how I felt about myself too for a long time. But look I'm still here and both myself and my Mum understands the problem better - somebody who says something like this i think is just in denial and doesn't understand people or how people feel and probably doesn't get on very well in life.
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Post by zoz on Aug 31, 2009 13:56:17 GMT -5
All life is precious You can stop picking, I know you can!
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Post by battleangel on Nov 1, 2009 20:39:32 GMT -5
I thought I was the only one that suffered from this horrible self mutilating demon. I'm 31 and now that I look back on my life I recall quite a few extremely embarrassing moments as a result of picking my face.
One time my Dad said,
"Oh my gosh Honey what happened to your cheek? Did you burn yourself?"
One time a patient I was treating said,
"Oh you have some dirt on your nose, you should wipe it off."
One time a co-worker said,
"Jeez what happened to your chin? Did you fall on it?"
And always the people that look right at it and look at you in the eyes and back and forth and try to pretend they don't see it.
I seems to always have band aids on my face because my face is bleeding and raw. As I'm typing this right now I have three huge raw spots on my face I've picked to death.
God help me.
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Post by Frenchie on Jun 3, 2010 23:28:30 GMT -5
After the traumas of my childhood-an abusive father, getting kicked out of school, controling my ADD and recovering from drug addiction , I spent three years after highschool being trained in fashion make up. I had finished school and was doing side jobs for fashion photography, this was my dream come true and all my hard work was paying off. I have been picking for 6 years and it has spread like wild fire but I've never let it hold me back. One day while doing a beautiful models make up she asked me about the scars on my arms, she made a comment about rosecia (if that's you spell it) and I said no and explained my compulsive skin picking disorder. I have always been open about it and I am not the best liar. So now in present day, 2 years later, my picking is crippling, from that day forward I never did make up again. I slowly lost confidence because the look on her face is burned into my brain. Now I just hide in my aparment. I'm less ashamed about the inccident and more ashamed about how I'm letting it control me. If I could just get some help I know I could flourish.
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Post by AIIEKMK on Apr 1, 2011 4:05:58 GMT -5
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Post by ashen guest on Apr 26, 2011 7:03:39 GMT -5
on a date with a super hot guy: (no lie, he was even a kindergarten teacher, fluent in Spanish, and a surfer)
"when did you get your nose pierced?"
(answer: i didn't!)
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Post by dasdasd on May 3, 2011 6:48:23 GMT -5
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Post by fsdf on May 17, 2011 8:29:26 GMT -5
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Post by sarahcph on Dec 28, 2011 19:24:29 GMT -5
A couple of years ago, me and my boyfriend were visiting some friends when one of them asked me worried what had happened to my nose (I had a big scab on my nose but had hoped no one would notice) - I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to say, don't want to be the center of attention because I can't stop picking at my skin Fortunately my boyfriend just winked at me and said it was because I was a little tiger The others smiled and it was over.. Suddenly it wasn't a big deal neither for me or the others and I loved him for standing by me at that moment.. I worry so much about my skin and sometimes it's nice having someone making it into not such a big deal after all
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