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Trichotillomania. What does the name mean to you? How about trich, TTM, or a trichster? Well, this photo is about Trichotillomania.
Trichotillomania is a Hair Pulling Disorder. It is classified as an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). A ‘trichster’ is a person who feels the urge to pull his or her hair. If you are having hard time imaging the behaviour of Trichotillomania, then think about it as nail biting or finger cracking kind of habit. Trichsters usually don’t just pull out all their hair, rather they do it systematically one hair at a time; just like nail biting: one nail at a time.
Majority of people start pulling their hair around the age of 13 or 14, and for most they never stop. As you have probably guessed, there aren’t any chemical medications that can cure this disorder. I think there are some behavioural treatments, etc., but I can’t say much about the treatments for trich since I am not familiar with any of them. A trichster may pull one’s hair knowingly or do it automatically without giving it much thought. It is also has been noted that trichotillomania could be hereditary.
When I was around 13 years of age, that was back home (in Iraq), I went to the barber to get a hair cut. That barber was someone I knew from the neighbourhood and he was a very talented hair stylist. He was actually a very good artist who displayed his pencil drawings in his barber shop, and I used to love going through his drawings books. When I came home I looked in the mirror and saw few hairs on top of my forehead that were dangling down like it usually happens after a routine haircut and before taking a shower. I decided that they were out of place and I pulled them out—I think they were 3 to 5 hairs—and I never stopped pulling my hair until today.
You are probably wondering: that’s it? That’s how it started? Yep. And I haven’t been able to break free from it for over a dozen of years now, or had relief from it, because it is always there in one way or another.
As it turned out that both my dad and mom’s families pull their hair in a way or another. And as it happened it has almost affected the men only.
Living with trich is not fun, just like living with any addiction, or anything for that matter that controls you. And living with trich in an eastern country is even worse.
I don’t know why I took this photo or talking about trich because I have never talked to anybody about it in a personal way. Yes, family members and close people know that I pull my hair, but I had never actually talked about it to anyone except my best friend, Jesus Christ. And believe me He is more than enough. I think I took it for all the people who have trich out there and want to hear about it from others. Hearing about others’ experiences is good because we know we are not alone in what we are facing.
I’ve never talked to anybody about it for many reasons: 1) I don’t have anybody that close to me to open up to them. 2) The people that are close to me are either not interested in hearing about it, or don’t share my beliefs (at all). 3) People are scared when you talk to them about things they don’t know…and yes sadly, we, Christians more so than others.
Jesus touched the poor, the beggars, the sick, and the homeless; we, on the other hand, simply run away from them, or give them a shower before we touch them. With hearts like ours no wonder we are scared to get dirty, because our hearts are already dirty. When our Lord Jesus Christ touched the unclean He did not become unclean, but the unclean became clean. Also when Jesus healed people He made them stand up, not vice versa. (It was the demons who threw people down.) Sometimes I think I don’t deserve the title “follower of Jesus Christ”. Yes, obeying Him is very important to me, and yes I strive to live for Him and to be confirmed to His likeness. But to follow in His footsteps is a whole new level of spiritual maturity, and understanding of who He is in a much deeper and personal way. Let me ask you a quick question: how did you picture this next spiritual level, a higher step on a ladder? Well, it is not. It is stooping down to washing the feet of one person, where there is nobody else other than the two of you, on the most isolated place on earth—a person who you don’t agree with on anything.
Let me give you some little stories about trich and me. Early on when I got trich I used to mainly pull the hair of my scalp, and so one day when I went to high school a class mate (that is still back home) saw the missing hair batches and commented (not in a sarcastic, or unfriendly way, he just made a comment) saying, “You need to change your barber.” I quickly responded, “It is not his fault; I pull my hair out.” Now why is this incident important? Because my response is pretty much my attitude toward trich: it is nobody’s fault, and I have never blamed anybody for it. This is very important, because as destructive as an addictive habit can get, its negative effects won’t be even comparable to bitterness, unforgiveness, and hostility.
On of the saddest incidents with trich happened when I carried the little boy of a relative and he started crying as babies usually do with people they are not familiar with. His mom quickly came and took him from me saying in an angry voice, “Of course he will cry when you look like this without eyebrows or eyelashes!” I was shocked when she said that—shocked that someone can say something like that. I quietly went upstairs to my room, and sat down thinking about what she said. Then I thanked God that I had trich, because I realized that if I didn’t have trich then I could’ve very easily one day say something like this to some one suffering from trich. I’d rather be wronged by others than be the one who wrongs others. I realized I am a human like her, and if she could say something like this, I can say it too.
Almost all of my extended family has settled in another country many years ago except one close family who were living back home as us. The mother of that close family used to always mention to me that I pull my hair. She didn’t have bad motives or anything, but she didn’t pass an opportunity without reminding me that I pull my hair out. (Believe me if someone has trich you don’t need to remind them, because mirrors do a very good job at it.) Years passed by and my family and hers left the country and went to settle in different parts of the world. They joined their son, who they haven’t seen for many years, in a European country. However, last year she came to visit us and we were very happy to see her because she was like a second mother to us back home. I was waiting for her to mention that I pull my hair, but for the first few days she didn’t say anything. And somehow I felt she didn’t say anything for reasons other than just being thoughtful towards me. After few days she said, “You know, my son pulls his eyebrows too.” When she said that I had a very strange feeling, may be because I had hoped inside that she was not mentioning that I pull my hair because she finally realized I have feelings.
There are other little experiences I’ve had with trich but I won’t share them because some are really personal to me, and also I don’t want to make the description extremely long. However, there are few things I would like to share with you to may be help you understand people with Trichotillomania better:
1) People who pull their hair are not insane. The get education, they make friends, they work and they get married, etc.
2) People who pull their hair know that, so please don’t remind them.
3) People who pull their hair don’t need you to “fix them”, that position is for Jesus only by the power of the Holy Spirit.
4) People who pull their hair are very sensitive about their looks, so don’t force them to take photos, or put them on stage, etc.
5) If God has not told you personally that He will heal that person don’t just go marching to them promising them something God has not promised.
6) Trichotillomania is not a transmittable disease, and it doesn’t make a person dirty and slothful.
7) It is ok to touch or play with someone’s hair if they have Trichotillomania: nothing will break, fall, or explode! But make sure you know the person very well, and are close to them, and ask permission first!
8) If you don’t know what to say, don’t say anything. And certainly don’t give this advice, “Just stop doing it”. As if the person has not thought or tried to do so! It is like telling a person who is struggling with addiction to drugs, “Just stop taking it.” And also don’t give this advice, “You shouldn’t pull your hair out.” Sometimes it seems a piece of advice is the cheapest thing people can give.
(Here I would like to give people the benefit of the doubt. I believe that people rarely say things with the motives of hurting others, and if that's their motive they are rarely aware of it. But you see people who are struggling with trich, overweight, low self-esteem, etc, are very sensitive in regard to those issues. So even a seemingly innocent comment can be very hurtful and be received as thoughtless. I myself am guilty of saying more thoughtless things than anybody else I know, and that’s not ok. And let's not forget that people hurt others because they are hurt. People who put others down are usually covering their own hurt of being made to feel “not good enough” by lowering some else’s self-esteem. Let’s not forget that the God who loves us and is helping us also loves those who hurt us and is so yearning to help them out of their spiritual and emotional graves just like He did and is doing in us.)
9) Don’t tell a trichster that Trichotillomania is a sin against God and one’s body and that he or she is living in deliberate disobedience, unless: 1-You can heal them. 2-God told you that trich is a sin and that He sent you to convict them of their sin.
(I know Trich makes one’s life less than ideal from human perspective, but I also know that people through out the scripture struggled with long term sickness, pain, lose, depression, life long enemies, deportation and unjustifiable trials. None of these make a life ideal from a human perspective, but God has allowed them. God didn’t promise us a Rose Garden—He actually told us to carry our cross and follow Him, and a sword, if we choose to follow Him, between us and our closest family members—but He did promise, grace, peace, and strength through trials. I don’t know where this “Christian” mindset in North America came from that says God has promised us: paid houses, two cars for each family, a promotion every six months, and a healthy family for life, and if that’s not the case then as soon as we pray God answers our prayers exactly as we asked and no matter what we asked! He is our Father indeed, but let’s not forget that He is still God of Gods and Lord of Lords. He is the one in absolute control, not us. He is the one who knows what is best for us, not us—and that’s what makes Him our Perfect Father.)
2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.
10) Whatever you do, don’t make fun of a person with trichotillomania.
Of course those may not apply to everyone, but I would say generally they hold true.
If you tell me that I have the power now to heal myself from trich with all of its effects, would I do it? Well, if I have that power I would give it back to Jesus where it belongs and let Him decide when He sees fit. Mind you that does not mean I love wearing a baseball hat to everywhere I go, or that I like not having a decent photo with my nephew or niece whom I adore, or I enjoy the fact that taking a photograph for a passport, or driving licence, etc, is a dreadful experience to me—but no matter how hard it is, God has allowed it, and He has His purposes and I am not going to oppose His work in my life, whether I understand it or not.
Actually the only photo of me that I like, other than my baby pictures, is the one I took right before I had trich. As I mentioned earlier, I think I was 12 or 13 at the time. I might upload it to my flickr account, I don’t know, I will see. I used to like it before because it was the Before Trich part of my life, and now I am living in the After Trich part. But thanks to Jesus all lives are divided by either Before Christ or After Christ. And I am so glad that I have chosen the After Christ life :)
Of course, I could go on and on about trich and its effect on a person, but I think any website about trich will give you a better description of what a person goes through. I could probably write a book about the last dozen years of trich and me!
I would like to add that when I count my blessings, trich is actually nothing. After all hair grows back! And even if it doesn’t, this body is only my home for some years, not like the body Jesus has prepared for me that I will be living in for countless years. There are people who have lost limbs, paralyzed, lost sight, or loved ones—what is the lose of hair in comparison to losing someone you truly cherish?
So no, trichotillomania is not the most painful thing ever happened to me, but God has used it to draw me closer to Him. To teach me to be sensitive to other people’s needs, and to sense when someone is hurt, broken-hearted, needs someone to talk to. God has used it to help me watch over the words of my mouth, and to be kind and gentle (still a long way to go in this area). God has taught me what it means to be comforted, and I hope that I can comfort others too.
If you are wondering why I have not tried any treatment…well this is kind of a confusing point for most but let me explain as best as I know. Trich is a spiritual blessing. You see through it God has been confirming me to the likeness of His Son more and more. So I would rather it stay and I change to be more like Jesus than it goes and I stop growing in my character. Does it make sense? Yes, no? Believe me, trials and pain are the most effective tools to shape us for eternity—and God is like a skilled surgeon who knows how to use them, when, and how much to apply.
I am not saying that God sends pains on purpose to make us hurt, but He does test our faith and sends us through trials. (Please do not confuse trials with temptations, because God absolutely hates sin and will never tempt us to do so.) And if we are going through something that was not His perfect will for us, He still would have had to allow it to happen, and so He knows about and we can ask Him and allow Him to work in us to shape us through whatever we are going through.
Also the way humans heal does not build our faith, however when God heals we know it is Him and so our faith grows, He gets the credit and the honour and the glory, and hopefully others will witness and believe in Him.
Will God ever heal me while I am on earth? I don’t know. Do I care? Yes, I do. Will it stop me from following Him, or trusting Him? No, it won’t. Do I want to be healed from it? I want His will whatever it is.
2 Corinthians 1:
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,
4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.
I just want to add this one thing. Recently I have been having this feeling that even though God desires to make us more like Jesus through our sicknesses and trials, He sometimes just wants to heal us because He is good. I mean, patience is good, so is also growing our character in Christ, and being more humble. Yet, I am wondering if we use those as excuses to cover up our little faith in His goodness and desire to heal us. I am just feeling that God sometimes doesn’t want to teach us more than the fact He loves us, and wants to take away our sicknesses because He is a merciful and compassionate Father. And to come to this understanding of His goodness and to see Him as a loving heavenly Father seems even a bigger spiritual step than trying to figure out what His other spiritual purposes are behind our sicknesses. Just something to think about.
PS: I really love the English language, however it is not my language of origin, and so I am always striving to master it more and more. So if you find any spelling mistakes, wrong use of words, wrong grammar, etc, feel free to let me know :) Any feedback will be much appreciated :)
(Toronto, ON; winter 2008.)
My son Tyler and I took a drive last Sunday. On the way up to Tahoe we made a quick stop in Apple Hill and powered down a couple fresh apple donuts with fresh ice cold cider. (it's a tradition for us) Soooo gooood!! Then we continued on up the hill to Tahoe. We stopped and watched the Kokanee salmon in Taylor Creek for a while. I was hoping to find some nice aspen trees to shoot, but the aspens are dingy and brownish colored this year around Tahoe. I was bummed. I sat in the car sipping apple cider from a paper cup. Tyler burned off some energy riding his longboard around the parking lot. Then he hopped in the car and said....."You didn't drink out of THAT cup did you??" I'm like...."um...ya, why?" He busts up laughing and says...."My hands were dirty so I just washed them in that cup!!" I'm like...."oh, Awesome"
We laughed a bit and then decided to head over to Emerald Bay for the sunset. I have this obsessive compulsive part of me that drives me to shoot the same locations over and over. I keep thinking that maybe the next time will be the one where the sky will glow like never before. It's the "dream light" that keeps me going back over and over.
I'm just stoked that I was able to share this moment with my son. We worked as a team on this one. I started shooting and just as the light began to go wild I noticed my battery was about to die! Tyler ran back to the car and got my extra battery which I had forgotten to put in my backpack. I popped the fresh battery in just moments before taking this shot. Thanks buddy!!!
This was the best light I have ever seen over Lake Tahoe. God was good to me :)
I literally found these shelves next to a dumpster today. Most of my cookbooks will fit on them. I realise I have far too many! But I love how Nigel Slater writes, and Jamie is just fun. But now I have some more space on my counter to clutter up, and I am looking for a used mixer or sausage maker now.
are you hardcore
Obsessive–compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by intrusive thoughts that produce uneasiness, apprehension, fear, or worry, by repetitive behaviors aimed at reducing anxiety, or by a combination of such thoughts (obsessions) and behaviors (compulsions). Symptoms may include repetitive handwashing; extensive hoarding; preoccupation with sexual or aggressive impulses, or with particular religious beliefs; aversion to odd numbers; and nervous habits, such as opening a door and closing it a certain number of times before one enters or leaves a room. These symptoms can be alienating and time-consuming, and often cause severe emotional and financial distress. The acts of those who have OCD may appear paranoid and come across to others as psychotic. However, OCD sufferers generally recognize their thoughts and subsequent actions as irrational, and they may become further distressed by this realization.
OCD is the fourth-most-common mental disorder, and is diagnosed nearly as often as asthma and diabetes mellitus. In the United States, one in 50 adults has OCD. The phrase "obsessive–compulsive" has become part of the English lexicon, and is often used in an informal or caricatured manner to describe someone who is meticulous, perfectionistic, absorbed in a cause, or otherwise fixated on something or someone. Although these signs may be present in OCD, a person who exhibits them does not necessarily have OCD, and may instead have obsessive–compulsive personality disorder (OCPD), an autism spectrum disorder, or no clinical condition. Multiple psychological and biological factors may be involved in causing obsessive–compulsive syndromes.
Compulsive Cute Critter Collector - Peaches2U, here to tell you to grab your broom (or mop), and attend before August 9th, 2020.
My Shopping List:
Yokai - Owl Magic School GACHA 50L$, Clover - ohcami pet, Comet - Pygmy Hippogriff GACHA 75L$, Random Matter - Precarious Plants(yes, I consider plants as pets too!), Hopscotch - Potions To Go Book(school supplies, duh), and Harry's Butter Beer from Granola to keep us all hydrated. More lindens, and there would have been MUCH more mischief managed!
The Custodian spotted a puddle and gave us the hairy eye. Glared back and he scuttled off. These critters are well-trained and THIRSTY! Stay Healthy and Hydrated!
www.seraphimsl.com/2020/07/27/make-magic-at-the-wizarding...
Model = Boris Untereiner
Cette photo est issue d'une séance d'expérimentations en STUDIO avec Boris Untereiner (http://www.boris-untereiner.1s.fr/), colleague & friend. Nous avons joué tour à tour les modèles pour transformer nos idées en photos.
... D'autres photos studio à venir prochainement...
Boris expose actuellement aux Trinitaires à Metz
Allez-y, c'est de la photo de grande qualité ! (Affiche expo)
CANON EOS 450D (Rebel XSi)
CANON 18-55mm EF-S F3.5-5.6 IS
I look after you lot and I hope you appreciate the trouble I've gone to with this: it was taken against the light during a sharp downpour, leaving thousands ...yes thousands... of what looked like dust specks but were, in fact, raindrops caught in the sunshine. Sounds delightful but, believe me, it didn't look good. I was going to just get rid of the worst, but in the end, anal obsessive-compulsive as always, I clone-tooled almost the whole lot. It still looks a trifle "bitty", but nothing like as bad as it was. A faint suggestion of the original appearance is preserved at the left.
The photograph was taken on Wednesday 22nd March 1978 at Yate, near Bristol. The town's two big employers, Newman's and Parnall's, generated a lot of coach activity at knocking-off time in the afternoons. Swinging out, but with its nearside indicator going to pull in at the kerb was a Duple-bodied Seddon Pennine VI belonging to Western Roadways of Patchway. This firm was a familiar name around Bristol and was unusual in running large numbers of Seddons, but not long after this it ran into trouble over maintenance standards and sold out to another local independent, R.C, O. I. & A. J. Turner. Bus Lists gives the vehicle as new to Young, Rampton. The other coach belonged to H. G. Bugler of Brislington and was a Bedford SB3 with Plaxton body new (Bus Lists again) to Thomas, Biggleswade, in 1958. There is an identical vehicle, unfortunately not identified, a bit further down. Beyond is Bristol Omnibus Co. MW no. 2405, then in its final fortnight of service.
compulsively need to get to the end of this series
february 2020
canon a-1 | fd 2/35 s.s.c. | fpp retrochrome 400
Curtis suffers obsessive compulsive disorder, and a voice in his head convinced him to be a woman. He claimed that his grandfather was one of the main people that started General Motor's acceleration era during the 1920s. Curtis has been homeless now for more then 10 years.
Our Daily Challenge - Luscious 2.17.12
My obsession with ceiling shots continues.
Opened in 1999, the hotel theme of Paris Las Vegas is the city of Paris. There are two shopping promenades, the Paris-Bally's Promenade and the shops at Le Boulevard. Seen here is a decorative ceiling above the Paris-Bally's Promenade shops........Wikipedia.
Paris Las Vegas, Las Vegas Blvd, Las Vegas, Nevada, United States (Monday 5 Oct 2009 @ 12:37pm).
Week 11/52: Obsession
And she had something breakable just under her skin.
If you know me at all, then you know why I chose this concept.
I did not like this, but then I decided I like it. Good story, eh?
Anywho, uh, that was a lot of manipulation. O.o
I TOOK THE PICTURE FOR WEEK 11 ON NOVEMBER 11TH, 2011. Just so you know. :D
Character - Yumeko Jabami
From - Kakegurui – Compulsive Gambler (Manga & Anime)
Cosplayer - RiRiSmi Official
Country - UK
Photographer: Ibrahim D Photography (Facebook)
Ibrahim D Photography (Instagram)
Event - MCM London October 2018
I've become an obsessive compulsive fall leaf photographer, fascinated by the various textures, contexts, colors, and a sense of 'urgency' to capture the ever changing moments.
Obsessive–compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by intrusive thoughts that produce uneasiness, apprehension, fear, or worry; by repetitive behaviors aimed at reducing the associated anxiety; or by a combination of such obsessions and compulsions. Symptoms of the disorder include excessive washing or cleaning; repeated checking; extreme hoarding; preoccupation with sexual, violent or religious thoughts; relationship-related obsessions; aversion to particular numbers; and nervous rituals, such as opening and closing a door a certain number of times before entering or leaving a room. These symptoms can be alienating and time-consuming, and often cause severe emotional and financial distress. The acts of those who have OCD may appear paranoid and potentially psychotic. However, OCD sufferers generally recognize their obsessions and compulsions as irrational, and may become further distressed by this realization.
Obsessive–compulsive disorder affects children and adolescents as well as adults. Roughly one third to one half of adults with OCD report a childhood onset of the disorder, suggesting the continuum of anxiety disorders across the life span.
The phrase obsessive–compulsive has become part of the English lexicon, and is often used in an informal or caricatured manner to describe someone who is excessively meticulous, perfectionistic, absorbed, or otherwise fixated. Although these signs are present in OCD, a person who exhibits them does not necessarily have OCD, but may instead have obsessive–compulsive personality disorder (OCPD), an autism spectrum disorder, disorders where perseveration is a possible feature (ADHD, PTSD, bodily disorders or habit problems), or no clinical condition.
Despite the irrational behaviour, OCD is sometimes associated with above-average intelligence. Its sufferers commonly share personality traits such as high attention to detail, avoidance of risk, careful planning, exaggerated sense of responsibility and a tendency to take time in making decisions. Multiple psychological and biological factors may be involved in causing obsessive–compulsive syndromes. Standardized rating scales such as Yale–Brown Obsessive Compulsive Scale can be used to assess the severity of OCD symptoms.
I'm (compulsively) fascinated with all types of cameras. I came across the Paper Shoot camera a few days ago and was able to try it out this weekend. Made of mostly recycled and repurposed materials, it is quite small and requires some basic assembly. Specs include a a 22mm equivalent lens, 16mp sensor, fixed f2.2 aperture, variable shutter speed and iso. There are no manual controls other than 4 filter settings. There is no rear screen so photos can't be viewed until you download them at home.
I like it!
But here is a review from Digital Camera World:
"I would recommend this product only in the instance of supplying it to a child for supervised use on a family holiday, as a unique way of seeing the world through their eyes, and as an alternative to purchasing a disposable camera if you can afford to do so. The Paper Shoot camera would also make a great gift for a teen interested in film and disposable photography, though i would not recommend it at all for an avid photographer or professional - unless you have the patience of a saint."
Obsessive–compulsive disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder characterized by intrusive thoughts that produce uneasiness, apprehension, fear, or worry; by repetitive behaviors aimed at reducing the associated anxiety; or by a combination of such obsessions and compulsions. Symptoms of the disorder include excessive washing or cleaning; repeated checking; extreme hoarding; preoccupation with sexual, violent or religious thoughts; relationship-related obsessions; aversion to particular numbers; and nervous rituals, such as opening and closing a door a certain number of times before entering or leaving a room. These symptoms can be alienating and time-consuming, and often cause severe emotional and financial distress. The acts of those who have OCD may appear paranoid and potentially psychotic. However, OCD sufferers generally recognize their obsessions and compulsions as irrational and may become further distressed by this realization.
Obsessive–compulsive disorder affects children and adolescents, as well as adults. Roughly one third to one half of adults with OCD report a childhood onset of the disorder, suggesting the continuum of anxiety disorders across the life span.
The phrase obsessive–compulsive has become part of the English lexicon, and is often used in an informal or caricatured manner to describe someone who is excessively meticulous, perfectionistic, absorbed, or otherwise fixated. Although these signs are present in OCD, a person who exhibits them does not necessarily have OCD, but may instead have obsessive–compulsive personality disorder (OCPD), an autism spectrum disorder, disorders where perseveration is a possible feature (ADHD, PTSD, bodily disorders or habit problems), or no clinical condition.
Despite the irrational behaviour, OCD is sometimes associated with above-average intelligence. Its sufferers commonly share personality traits such as high attention to detail, avoidance of risk, careful planning, exaggerated sense of responsibility and a tendency to take time in making decisions. Multiple psychological and biological factors may be involved in causing obsessive–compulsive syndromes. Standardized rating scales such as Yale–Brown Obsessive Compulsive Scale can be used to assess the severity of OCD symptoms.