Scars and scabs on your skin don’t make you any less of a decent person. Your skin does not define you. Your disorder does not define you.
(Source: determinedfingers, via kelsybby)
you never really know lack of self control until you sit in front a mirror and you start picking at your face for hours on end, while thinking to yourself “this is horrible for me, I need to stop now, this is going to leave marks and my skin won’t be able to recover properly” yet you keep on going…
Smoothness (it's a trap!) (note to self) (your skin works for you)
For those of you who are triggered by feeling bumps or varying textures on the skin…
we often pick in a reaction to that texture in an attempt to “fix” the area and make it smooth and “right” — this is one of the aspects of derma very much akin to OCD.
Friendly reminder for when you feel skin…
Photo Update 7-7-14
Everything was actually healing up really nicely and then it just all suddenly went downhill. Also, mosquitos suck. *trigger warning*
I’m finding myself wanting new scabs because the ones I have are healing and harder to pick. But that’s entirely backwards of the way I should be thinking. Why can’t my mind help me stop picking?
This is exactly how I am. It’s when I realize that this is actually an addiction and not just a reaction to my imperfections. It’s like as much as I want it to be over, I never want to stop.