But, before the BIID came into knowledge for me…I always struggled with whether or not I had a mental illness. I knew that there was something wrong, and I could tell it was happening in my head, but did that mean that I had a mental disorder, or that I was simply different and feeling things other people didn’t feel?

It makes sense to me that BIID is a mental illness, especially when I compare the term of mental illness to how I have felt and what I’ve been through my entire life. Mental illness is something I would gladly use to describe me, because at least it’s a label that fits, it’s a label that isn’t neccessarily (though sometimes used as such) an insult, and it’s a label that may end up helping me some day. In a world where labels are important, I’d rather have the mental illness label than the weirdo label.

it’s hard expresing thoughts in english but it’s also usefull, reading a lot has helped me to keep my english fluent ;)

Of course is a disabilitie, when there’s someone in a wheelchair next to me I can’t think in another thing, it’s a huge obsession. During this time I’m not able to do anything. Is like, my mind’s gone. Observing with jealousy every thing; do they feel happy? What would had happened to them? Could it be possible some day live the life they live? Would I be able to not being able to walk anymore someday?

And that sense stays all day. Or if it was a para dream, the same.

As for being outcasts amongst the disabled… There are very few people with disabilties who accept BIID as a disability. In fact, a majority of disabled individual shun us and think we’re sick and perverted.

Invisible disabilities, well, there are many, but even the accepted ones are often “mistreated” by other so-called visible disabilities. You may find this article interesting: http://www.ragged-edge-mag.com/0301/0301ft1.htm

Your site has really been helpful for me to deal with a process my feelings. I no longer feel alone, and actually feel represented by someone who is both insightful and intelligent.