Saturday, December 10, 2011
the eyebrow from hell
Last night at work, sitting in my cube, working orders as I do, I rubbed my brow line. I played with a rogue eyebrow for over an hour. I worked for the most part, but the obsession was terrible. I couldn't pluck it until I got home. It was a thick blond hair, all short and spiny. It hurt so bad. It still amazes me how crazy I can get over one little thing. How it drives my behavior and all I can think about it when I'll have access to tweezers so it will be easier to pluck.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Days wasted
I was thinking at work today, while pulling at the lashes on my lower eyelid, of how much time I have spent in my life plucking. I could spend hours in front of my 5x mirror with my tweezers in hand. I don't have an exact number of hours or days, but I would think at the age of 29 it would be a long time. Even now, I feel an itch on my right eyelid. Thankfully, my husband thinks i'm beautiful how I am, so I'm off to trichotrillo for a bit... Happy Plucking!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Ever have one of those lifes?
So, here is my new blog. It will be as self-indugent as my others, but this one is going to deal with my disease? Dilemma? Dysfunction?
Whatever you want to call it, it's a part of my identity. Trichotillomania. Defined as the compulsion to pluck ones body hair, could be from the head, the face or other places... Mine is centered on my eyelashes and eyebrows. I have pencil thin eyebrows. Lucky for me, I like the goth style of dress, so I can get away without eyebrows. My eyelashes, or lack thereof, gets covered daily with thick, black eyeliner.
This all started when I hit puberty, about 11 or 12 years old. I remember standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom trying to get just one more lash, then maybe I would feel better. But I plucked one too many, and they were gone. When the new ones grew, they were thick and itchy. I used my thumb and forefinger to pull the lashes out, now I have tweezers. The tweezers are good & bad, they help pull the lashes out, but ingrown hairs get inflamed. I have multiple red bumps under my eyebrows now.
The first time I described having an eyelash to pluck to my husband (boyfriend at the time), I told him it's like having a itch you can't scratch. He likened it to his Tourrette's syndrome & having to supress a tic.
So, here I go again blogosphere, trying some word therapy on in a blog.
I hope that my confessions might reach someone with this same sucky disorder.
Until next time,
Anna
Whatever you want to call it, it's a part of my identity. Trichotillomania. Defined as the compulsion to pluck ones body hair, could be from the head, the face or other places... Mine is centered on my eyelashes and eyebrows. I have pencil thin eyebrows. Lucky for me, I like the goth style of dress, so I can get away without eyebrows. My eyelashes, or lack thereof, gets covered daily with thick, black eyeliner.
This all started when I hit puberty, about 11 or 12 years old. I remember standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom trying to get just one more lash, then maybe I would feel better. But I plucked one too many, and they were gone. When the new ones grew, they were thick and itchy. I used my thumb and forefinger to pull the lashes out, now I have tweezers. The tweezers are good & bad, they help pull the lashes out, but ingrown hairs get inflamed. I have multiple red bumps under my eyebrows now.
The first time I described having an eyelash to pluck to my husband (boyfriend at the time), I told him it's like having a itch you can't scratch. He likened it to his Tourrette's syndrome & having to supress a tic.
So, here I go again blogosphere, trying some word therapy on in a blog.
I hope that my confessions might reach someone with this same sucky disorder.
Until next time,
Anna
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