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Ladybug234
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- Oct 1, 2020
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I am somewhat of a mess, and feel emotionally exhausted. The anxiety around my teeth is really no different from any other way I tear myself apart - body, mind, etc. I suffer from shame based perfectionism (not a real diagnosis, but feels exactly right). My body is never good enough, my grades are never good enough, and so on.
I have compulsively checked my teeth along with my skin, shape, hair, nails, etc. But my teeth hold a power over me that feels somewhat debilitating still, despite steps forward in my ED/depression/anxiety/PTSD recovery.
Teeth terrify me on another level. Choices feel permanent as does damage. I experience intrusive images and thoughts about losing teeth, teeth cracking and crumbling, and my gums withering away.
I don't know how to be okay knowing that I may have caveties, and I obsess about how I should rwatict my eating (how my ED began) and do all the alternative treatments my mom believes in to achieve results dentists don't believe in.
That's the scariest part for me. I was taught to mistrust western medicine, including dentistry. So even as I feel desperate for connection and reassurance that it's okay if my teeth fall apart, I know a part of me will reject this message. I'll tell myself I just need to eat sunlight and "oil pull" and then I'll somehow grow my gums back. I'll tell myself that anything is possible with essential oils and reishi mushrooms.
Unfortunately, I am filled with deep mistrust, and I guess I just hope I'm not the only one out there who feels simultaneously terrified and unwilling to listen to the truth - "teeth don't always last forever, especially when you have an eating disorder, and especially when you can't afford to see a dentist."
I have to go to a school to see someone about my teeth. I've never done this before, and I'm very scared. I've heard horror stories about bad advice, and false diagnoses.
I have always done my best to take care of myself, despite everything, and I guess I see bad teeth as a badge of failure. But maybe it's not my fault. I try hard, but maybe teeth just get battered in life, just like everything else.
I have compulsively checked my teeth along with my skin, shape, hair, nails, etc. But my teeth hold a power over me that feels somewhat debilitating still, despite steps forward in my ED/depression/anxiety/PTSD recovery.
Teeth terrify me on another level. Choices feel permanent as does damage. I experience intrusive images and thoughts about losing teeth, teeth cracking and crumbling, and my gums withering away.
I don't know how to be okay knowing that I may have caveties, and I obsess about how I should rwatict my eating (how my ED began) and do all the alternative treatments my mom believes in to achieve results dentists don't believe in.
That's the scariest part for me. I was taught to mistrust western medicine, including dentistry. So even as I feel desperate for connection and reassurance that it's okay if my teeth fall apart, I know a part of me will reject this message. I'll tell myself I just need to eat sunlight and "oil pull" and then I'll somehow grow my gums back. I'll tell myself that anything is possible with essential oils and reishi mushrooms.
Unfortunately, I am filled with deep mistrust, and I guess I just hope I'm not the only one out there who feels simultaneously terrified and unwilling to listen to the truth - "teeth don't always last forever, especially when you have an eating disorder, and especially when you can't afford to see a dentist."
I have to go to a school to see someone about my teeth. I've never done this before, and I'm very scared. I've heard horror stories about bad advice, and false diagnoses.
I have always done my best to take care of myself, despite everything, and I guess I see bad teeth as a badge of failure. But maybe it's not my fault. I try hard, but maybe teeth just get battered in life, just like everything else.