My mom suggested that I join a support group so that I can meet other people “like me”. But I have had the disorder since I was four. I suffered mental, emotional and sometimes physical abuse for my actions of this strange thing that onli “I have”. I am 21 and I am in college I hope to graduate next year. I am Christian, I found my purpose to get closer to God last year. Growing up I was bullied because I looked different because I would pull my lashes and brows, in 5th grade I started pulling my hair and Then In middle school my mom had all my hair cut off and I was called baldie by some and others thought that I had cancer. Last year in 2016 was extremely rough. I lost all my “friends” who were from high school anyways, lost myself and dealt with a psycho roommate who garunteed to try to make my life hell. During the time I also had old fumes brought up from a girl who has never spoke to me and I absolutely do not care to keep up with her since spring of 2014. During that time I was really frustrated and left school in the middle of the semester. I lost 20 lbs in a course of 3 weeks, fell into depression and pulled out my hair a lot to where i had no eyelashes and little to no eyebrows. My bf of 2 years and I had broken up and life was not great. He was supportive as well as my family. He was going to a different school and although we didnt know where our relationship was at he encouraged me to talk to his mom and to receive guidance from her. Luckily I was able to pull through and I restarted my life deleting my social media for some time. Recently I transfered schools and I love that no one knows me and I was able to remake my social media accounts ( I blocked anyone who I thought to be toxic) so that makes me feel safe. I am at a point in life where I am learning things about myself and trying to get my life together and face my problems head on. I am open to communication and I am excited to make friends who are like me
Today I'm at a point where I'm ready to end it. Tired of feeling low and depressed. I cry all the time
I saw my therapist this week and she is definitely helping to realize my negative thinking that feeds my anxiety. Lately I've just been getting anxious about getting anxious. I seem to catastrophize everything and that only feeds more anxiety. Can anyone else relate to that? New quote to put things in perspective for the week: "You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never...