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Oh, The Irony. The F***ing Irony.

by Gordo - 24 August 2010

Now that my time abroad is over, I am now spending a few weeks with my brother in China before heading back home. At first, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief that the end is near. And then tonight, I crashed into the depression wall. Big time.

Post Traumatic Growth Disorder

by Gordo - 16 June 2010

Some people see being paralyzed as something that is negative and limits one’s quality of life. We, as people with BIID, see it as completely the opposite, as many of us have experienced a relatively positive quality of life whenever we get close to our body image (regardless of whether we actually obtain it or not). Many outsiders have a tough time grasping this phenomenon, even though it actually exists already.

Liar Liar, Pants On Fire

by Gordo - 14 June 2010

Does BIID lead to compulsive lying?

I’ve found that ever since I was aware of my BIID a few years ago, I’ve been purposely lying to protect myself and others. This seems to be something that everyone with BIID deals with at some point — having to lie to others. Quite often, the lying starts even before one is aware of BIID. Usually, it’s intentional lying, but at what point does lying become an impulse rather than a necessity?

A Sombre Anniversary

by Gordo - 5 June 2010

Earlier tonight, I received an e-mail from my university’s photographer. It was informing me that they are about to delete last year’s graduation photos from their database and that this is the last chance to order any more prints. It’s been almost a year since the photos were taken. It’s also the one-year anniversary of the last time I wheeled or pretended. How did I feel? I wanted to cry.

Dear BIID

by Gordo - 3 June 2010

Dear BIID, You suck.

I don’t know what else to say. I hate you. I loathe you with everything I have. I never asked for you to come, and I never wanted you to stay. I’d kick you out if I could but that’s easier said than done.