Disgusting.

I have been picky my skin since I was 12 years old. It started out on just my arms but eventually I started picking on my legs, stomach, and to some extent, my face. For the longest time I didn't really know what I was doing or that what I was doing had a name. It wasn't till I was freshman in high school that I started to do research and look up my condition on the internet. When I discovered I was dermatillomaniac, I didn't know what to do. I still don't most of the time. I just knew that picking wasn't always making me feel better anymore. After I was done, I would just feel so...gross. I would do my best to hide it.
During the summer time, I have to plan out when I'm going to where a tank top just so I can stop picking my arms long enough for them to look decent. I never were shorts because my legs are so grotesquely scarred. My mom has been making up excuses for me for several years, and has been in denial. So I can't really go to her for help. I have told my closest friends but they don't really understand so it's hard for them to be there for me. I just don't want to wake up ten years from now and still be a dermatillomaniac. I really want to stop.
NiquellStorm NiquellStorm
18-21, F
Nov 30, 2012