What happened when you saw another therapist to be tested for BDD?
I remember just being completely in tears because it was almost like what he was reading was coming straight out of my head. And I was, nobody can know this stuff. All the rituals I was doing, all the things I was doing, all the things my head was saying, all the activities I was missing out on, the suicide, the thoughts and stuff. This test and the information he had was me. It was so scary, because I'm, how does this guy know? It was almost like this guy was in my head. When he started telling me about it, I was, what, this can be a disease? I didn't really understand it. And even after finding out about it I still had my doubts. I still thought I was ugly, and that's what it was. It was just such a wake-up call, because how in the world can he know all these things.