Ok so yea i am sorry i havent been extremely active just a nervous wreck i guess u might say.
Ok well in my situation my family who knows about my PCOS duh and te friends who i have told, they keep saying oh it isnt obvious u only think that cuz u kno u have it so u go directly to the side effects u kno u have. (did that like make any sense at all?)
Ok well i finally accepted that. I mean well the 3 side effects i have mainly is 1) being fat (i hate the term overweight, like who the hell decided to make up a weight that i supposedly am over? ok lol anyway) 2) dark spots on my face which makes me look dirty even though i do take showers every day 3) my hair is extremely thin and i cant part it in the middle, or else i'll look like a cancer patient (that wasnt meant to offend but jus tto give u guys a visual). Ok and i k no u guys are prob thinking yea these things are bad but not so bad, well having these dark spots and your hair like this starting at 13 (my dx age) and all through my teenage years (am 19 now) it made my body image and self esteem problem grow extremely. I couldnt make my hair all pretty or anything because it would look like i was bald.
ok back on topic. So i finalyl accepted what my friends and family had said that it was just noticeable to me cuz i knew it was there. Well yesterday i went to therapy (am in therapy for having BPD, OCD, and PTSD and being a cutter on top of PCOS, am i not the lucky one or what?) So therapy was going great my therapist was well counselling me duh and then 10 minutes before the session was over she goes can i ask u something and now what am i supposed to say no? so of course i said yes and hse asked if i pulled my hair.(i kno i shouldnt have taken it the way i did because it is an ocd thing and she knows i have ocd) i took it really badly. Of course i didnt let her kno how she made me feel, i was crying on the inside. If she needed to ask the question it meant she could tell, i felt like a knife went straight through me. Now my self esteem and body image problems are higher then even before because no one had ever pointed it out to me that they noticed everything had just been in my head. I cant stop thinking that my family and friends were just trying to be nice and lying to me, but now i dont feel like i can trust anyone. and i jsut want to stay locked up in my room and i feel like crap (partially cuz of BPD but whatever).
Again i am 19 years old, no wonder i have never been asked out. who would want a dirty (not really but it seems), fat, balding girl, who also wear glasses and has all the mental problems as well as scars all over her body? when they can have someone who doesnt have all of that or at least not everything. I really dont see any point in any of this.
Almost all of my scars were done over me hating the way i look, therefore PCOS is partially to blame, because of the scars/cuts i have thrown away the chances of being what i want to be when i grow up...

i wanted to be a deaf education teacher and have wanted to be that since i was 5. Who is going to hire a teacher who has scars all over her body especially her arms? no one cuz duh the teacher needs to be able to sign and i cant scare the kids.
The other thing that has kept me going is me being a mom, but now i see my chances are like slim according to this site, which again is a knife in my heart.
I don't understand why i was given all of these problems when other people dont have any. It isnt fair and i kno life isnt fair, but this is just too much.
I used to beleive in God but i stopped, because if i let myself believe in Him then i have to believe he chose to give me these problems, for what entertainment purposes on his part? If i believed in Him then i would have to believe that i was not meant to be happy because everything i've wanted is being taken away from me, because every time i am slightly happy something bad happens.
I am only 19 i shouldnt have to be dealing with all of this. I think i have gone through/going through more then most people will ever have to go through their whole lives. 19 and on 13 pills a day because of everything i have. 13 pills that i will be taking for the rest of my life, and when i get older will probably need to take more.
I'm just having trouble with all of this. I keep asking myself why. why put myself through all of this?
I'm sorry for bothering all of u please dont hate me, i have enough people hating me.
Elle
I kno this is a lesbian and bi board, but i jsut felt more comfortable posting it here then the depression board. I am bi so i thought it might be ok.