What is Trichotillomania Hair Pulling
Trichotillomania (TTM) or "trich" is an impulse control disorder characterised by the repeated urge to pull out scalp hair, eyelashes, beard hair, nose hair, pubic hair, eyebrows o...
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When I pull my hair, I feel like everyone is watching me, judging me. I had a terrible middle school/high school experience because of all the name calling. People called me things like 'dyke' and 'cancer patient'.
I feel alone. Posted on 11/10/09, 02:11 pm |
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That's terrible! No one should treat you the way they did! And you should also know that you are not alone! Millions of people suffer from this! I will gladly be your friend, and give any support for your problems that need be. I am a trichster too, so I will offer all the help I can!
xo, outcastinside 
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When I was 14, freshman in highschool, my trich was so bad that my mom suggested I have a mohawk to help me grow out my hair again. I didn't have any hair on the sides of my head. For all of my highschool years I think 70% of the people thought I was gay. Even though I had many boyfriends. I was very open about Trich but that didn't stop the teasing and the namecalling. It's hard in highschool People are rough.
-Court-a-bee
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*hugs* I know how you feel. i've been there, school was very hard for me because of the way people treated me over my trich. But you're better than they are, don't let them get to you. I know that's easier said than done, but they're just miserable little a$$holes who want to make other ppl miserable too. Hang in there, it does get better.
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I wore my hair in a crew cut in HS, for a couple of reasons, first of course was to keep me from pulling at it, I was more of a skin picker back then, but once I had removed the skin for the day, my hands would wander looking for other places to ravage...
the second reason, and the one I claimed as the "main" reason, was swim team. I was the only girl on the boys swim team at my HS, and I swam for 2 YMCA boys teams. Once the kids realized that calling me Dyke had no effect, someone came up with the idea that I looked like Scott Baio (it was the late 70's...) and started calling me Scott. It stuck. For some strange reason, that really bothered me, and I began to let my hair grow during the summer after 10th grade. By senior year, my hair was actually pretty long, but my name was still Scott. I was terribly alone. I endured teasing even from my teammates, most of whom I could outswim... I never learned to stand up for myself during those years. I simply stopped talking. I refused to speak to anyone at anytime when I was in that building. My grades suffered bc I wouldn't even answer a teacher. My teammates eventually realized how hurting I was, and tried to stick up for me, but the damage to my psyche was complete. I hated everyone. College was everything I needed - independence, respect, individuality, and new friends - the fresh start I could never get in HS. I loved it so much I stayed for 7 years and got 3 degrees. I wish you all the best, you are deserving of true friends, we're all here for you, I love this site, it really is so wonderful... I won't offer platitudes except to say that it won't be like this forever! Peace*
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