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I've lost and gained and lost huge amounts of weight.
Being socially considered moderately attractive a...
I'm sorry, it sounds like life has dealt you some shitty cards. I've never once said that none of you all are suffering and don't have problems. I just ask that you please don't minimalized my suffering.
Btw, I've had adversity in my past. My life hasn't been pain free. My dad is a womanizing asshole who emotionally abused me growing up. I've dated my fair share of loser guys (drug addicts, cheaters, control freaks, etc). I've had issues with alcohol in the past. But, I've been able to work through these issues on my own without any major depression or suicidal tendencies before. But this accident and disfigurement has been different. Way different. And it's infuriating because I worked so hard school/career wise to get to where I was and I was literally on top of the world. I had everything, except for a lover. I was so happy. But then the horrible accident triggered a trauma induced BDD reaction to the horrific gash on my face. And I watched this gash get progressively WORSE as it healed, while everyone kept telling me I'd be fine, that it would be barely noticeable a year later. Boy were they wrong. And I kept freaking out, day by day, praying and hoping that it would fade away, researching treatments and ways to correct it. Turns out, it was totally out of my control and there was nothing I could do to help it. The damage was done. The thing about scarring is it's incredibly unpredictable and there is loads of misinformation/misconception out there. I even had a friend, who's a freaked Physician's Assistant, tell me to use mederma on it. Are you kidding me?? Anyone in the medical community should know that mederma is junk and doesn't do crap for scarring.
So then I starter chasing plastic surgeons down for the next 10 months. I was blessed with very good looks. Never in a million years would I have ever thought about plastic surgery. And I was already in my mid 30s, I wasn't worried about aging and rushing in for Botox and fillers. I took very good care of my body holistically through exercise and good diet. But then I got disfigured and thrown into the whole nightmare of reconstructive surgery. And there are no strictly reconstructive surgeons. That's another misconception. The money is in cosmetics, so these doctors always do both, even at the universities. And plastic surgeons generally weren't excited about trying to fix the disfiguring scar on the pretty girl's face, which is impossible to erase. They know she'll never be satisfied. They get excited about making the flat chested girl into a c cup. Or making the 50 year old woman look like she's 40 again. Then they will feel like God.
So Stickler, you are misinformed about scarring too. A traumatic crush injury produces much more scar tissue than a surgical cut. So the surgery that you are describing sounds like all of your surgical insitions will be precisely placed so that you will have no visible scarring.
Another misconception about plastic surgery is that a surgeon can make a scar invisible. They can't. And that's why a scar revision is almost guaranteed to fail. It's very hard to turn a bad scar into a good scar.
To top this all off, the deep depression and anxiety has caused me to age what feels like 10 years in 10 months. I have stomach problems now. My body is flabby and weak because I don't feel comfortable pulling my hair back to go to the gym. So there goes my natural way to combat stress and depression. So I lost my great athletic body too. My so called friends bailed quickly. I couldn't keep up with their fabulous lifestyles anymore. They weren't going to come to my apartment on a Saturday night and watch a movie with the disfigured girl. This has just been one horrible butterfly effect full of events with no end in sight. It is, the beginning of the end I'm afraid. Like the collapse of the Roman Empire.