MollyLovesDisney
Earning My Ears
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- Sep 15, 2008
I am surprised, glad, and a bit saddened to see that nobody else has posted anything about trichtotillomania.
Trichtotillo-what?! Yeah. When I first learned that my abnormality had a name, and that it was a mental disorder, I was dumbfounded, too.
What is this disorder, you ask?
This is from MayoClinic.Com:
Yes, I am strange, but you know what? I do not let this condition hinder my social life. Sure, I may have a weird patch of hair that's shorter than the rest. Sure, I may have a bald spot or too. Yes, those spikey little hairs poking up through the rest of my head are the result of me pulling out my hair.
I have only told a few people about this thing, (and I can count them on one hand), and when I chose to tell them, the first question they asked me was, "Doesn't it hurt?" Honestly? I got over the pain. I got over the pain about eight years ago.
This started for me when my family moved from Northern California, from the town that I new and loved for all of the ten years of my young life. I was so sad to know that those friends I had come to share everything with were now 3000 miles away. Crap, that sucked. I cried almost every night for the first month. At about that time, I was going through "The Change." Yep, I was going through puberty. I don't know what prompted me, but I started pulling hair from places where I thought hair shouldn't be. That lasted for about three years.
When I started highschool, I was stressed out because I wasn't doing as well as I would have hoped to do in my math, french, and literature classes. I really don't know why, but to cope, I would pull hair from my head. I had a bald spot for a while, and onlly two people noticed. Although they were my best friends (one of them still is), they teased me about it. That hurt a little bit, but I understood that they only teased me because, Hell, what 14 year old has bald spots??
I'm still pulling, and I'm 18 years old. I don't really care if people notice. If they judge me based on my hair, I don't need them in my life. I haven't gone to a doctor about this yet, and I don't think I will. I probably should, because I do need to quit this, but I am not happy about the prospect of being put on anti-seizure and anti-anxiety and anti-hyperactivity medicine. Yikes. That's heavy stuff.
So, I'm curious. Have any of you ever encountered anybody that shares the same condition as me?
Trichtotillo-what?! Yeah. When I first learned that my abnormality had a name, and that it was a mental disorder, I was dumbfounded, too.
What is this disorder, you ask?
This is from MayoClinic.Com:
Trichotillomania is a type of mental illness in which people have an irresistible urge to pull out their hair, whether it's from their scalp, their eyebrows or other areas of their body. Hair pulling from the scalp often leaves them with patchy bald spots on their head, which they may go to great lengths to disguise.
Trichotillomania (trik-o-til-o-MAY-ne-uh) is sometimes called hair-pulling disorder, trich or pulling. Although trichotillomania may seem like an obsession or compulsion, it's actually classified as a type of impulse control disorder a disorder in which you can't resist a temptation or drive to perform an act that's harmful to you or someone else. Behavior therapy can help you gain awareness about your hair-pulling habits and learn techniques to avoid pulling.
Yes, I am strange, but you know what? I do not let this condition hinder my social life. Sure, I may have a weird patch of hair that's shorter than the rest. Sure, I may have a bald spot or too. Yes, those spikey little hairs poking up through the rest of my head are the result of me pulling out my hair.
I have only told a few people about this thing, (and I can count them on one hand), and when I chose to tell them, the first question they asked me was, "Doesn't it hurt?" Honestly? I got over the pain. I got over the pain about eight years ago.
This started for me when my family moved from Northern California, from the town that I new and loved for all of the ten years of my young life. I was so sad to know that those friends I had come to share everything with were now 3000 miles away. Crap, that sucked. I cried almost every night for the first month. At about that time, I was going through "The Change." Yep, I was going through puberty. I don't know what prompted me, but I started pulling hair from places where I thought hair shouldn't be. That lasted for about three years.
When I started highschool, I was stressed out because I wasn't doing as well as I would have hoped to do in my math, french, and literature classes. I really don't know why, but to cope, I would pull hair from my head. I had a bald spot for a while, and onlly two people noticed. Although they were my best friends (one of them still is), they teased me about it. That hurt a little bit, but I understood that they only teased me because, Hell, what 14 year old has bald spots??
I'm still pulling, and I'm 18 years old. I don't really care if people notice. If they judge me based on my hair, I don't need them in my life. I haven't gone to a doctor about this yet, and I don't think I will. I probably should, because I do need to quit this, but I am not happy about the prospect of being put on anti-seizure and anti-anxiety and anti-hyperactivity medicine. Yikes. That's heavy stuff.
So, I'm curious. Have any of you ever encountered anybody that shares the same condition as me?