My Body Dysmorphic: recent publications

A Moment in the Throes of My Body Dysmorphic Disorder

I feel like there are spiders under my skin. Every piece of fabric simply feels wrong somehow. A glance at the mirror reflects back the mania in my eyes and I know. I know this familiar demon that lies beneath the surface of my dermis, waiting to bat its red eyes at me. It’s my body dysmorphia.

I’m on outfit number seven today. On any other Monday, it might seem like I’m simply a diva that loves her own closet’s runway show. Oh, for it to be that… body dysmorphia is a mental health condition in which we see flaws or defects in our appearance others do not see. Flaws that are not rooted in reality. Yet here I am, on my floor, surrounded by a heap of clothing so tall it casts a shadow around me. While the flaws or defects are not “real,” they

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My Body Dysmorphic