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A short and humble story from a Bearded Pantie Droppers Vixen of my continuing journey with Body Dysmorphic Disorder. Read it, enjoy it, share it. Whatever you do, know that if you are suffering you are not alone. See a short excerpt below...
"I can’t say that I didn’t love the attention of being as skinny as I was. I loved the comments. I loved being tiny. I was hooked; and the second I thought I was getting bigger I decreased my food intake until I felt comfortable again.
Then a funny thing happened where I never felt comfortable. I was always seeing something I didn’t want to. So…I never stopped restricting. Before I knew it, I was dealing with full-blown anorexia, and at age 14 I was hospitalized weighing below 100 pounds (on a 5’4 frame).
Despite what you may think, this story isn’t just about an eating disorder. In fact, despite what I initially thought, the story didn’t even start with an eating disorder. Through years of analyzing which came first, the chicken or the egg...or in this case the anorexia or the body dysmorphic disorder...I have to say, I have come to the conclusion that the dysmorphia is the culprit for many of the issues I continue to live with every day."
You are of utmost worth.
There's something so sublimely marvellous about looking yourself over, and being unable to resist falling in love.
It's not rocket surgery, just a few tips on how to recharge.