So, Ive always been the kid who doesn't have a best friend. There more like aquaintances. I've always have been kind of popular. But something happened that changed my life. I began to have nervous breakdowns and I felt like I was insane. It triggered a disorder that's not very common. Instead of the usually nail-biting.. I picked my eyelashes. It made me feel so bad about myself. My mom called me a cancer-patient because she doesn't understand how hard it is to quit the habit. Kids at school began to comment on it. I went home angry and crying. I always thought I was normal just a had a flaw. People made me feel like a monster trapped. I wanted to die and just leave everything. I was always awkward anyways and this made it worse. It was terrible. I began to go to therapy, which helped my anxiety but my eyelash issue still exists. Am I really a monster?