Yesterday my mom asked me how I was doing (have I ever mentioned that I have a super supportive mom? Cause I do!!). Now that Trichotillomania & Skin Picking Awareness week is over, how are you doing? How are your beads coming along? And I told her- I have no beads. And I'm not really even trying. I've had trich for a long long time. Sometimes I fight it and sometimes I don't- both can be exhausting! The amount of time my brain spends on thinking about trich is ridiculous sometimes. And I don't want it to consume me (both the pulling side and the fighting to stay pull-free side). As important at it is to fight trich and resist the urges, it's also important to just be okay with the fact that: I have trichotillomania and I probably always will. "It is what it is." So yes, I still want a full set of long beautiful lashes, I still want brows that don't need to be drawn in, I still want hair with no thin patches and new growth sticking out everywhere... BUT I also want to be okay with me. Hair, little hair, no hair- whatever. It's me.
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