#trich

ramble about my fictional husband bc I locked myself in the hotel bathroom for 3 hours to pull out my hair and my family’s trying to ignore it and be nice but I’m freaking myself out and need to shower + go to bed before 1am hopefully

Tengen would be so productive of you. Like he’d know how much distress your disorder causes you, so he’d not mention it often. But he’d also 100% not go to bed until you do + stick around until you reappear from wherever you hid yourself away. He wouldn’t force you to show him where you picked but he’d be on the lookout for casual excuses to notice spots of blood through your clothes and would keep “flashy” patterned bandaids on him at all times. If you seem to be worse than usual (aka taking longer than usual and being snappy) he’d loiter on the other side of the door and wait like an overprotective puppy, waiting for you to reappear so that he can try to make everything hurt a little less. For example, if you are like me and cannot drink anything if it doesn’t meet your brain’s rules, he’d be ready to adjust and prepare a safe drink/container to get you rehydrated as soon as possible, even if it means hiring DoorDash for a single bottle of water sold on the other side of the street.

He hates seeing you hurt yourself but won’t mention it unless you initiate it. He otherwise tries to promote damage control without upsetting you; i.e making you promise to properly clean your tweezers and even offering to do it himself. He’s done his research and knows that taking the tweezers will only cause you to hide your disorder more and use your nails instead, which causes greater injury to your skin.

Alright folks ima go try to shower and avoid the hovering crashout of doom wish me luck

while I was writing that my brain was like oooooo u forgot that one part of your leg you should absolutely destroy the hair there

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