Skin Picking - Tumblr Posts
Can someone help me out here?? I'm trying to figure out why this happens. I keep picking no matter how much it hurts or bleeds. I can't stop once I've started, idk what it is. But now I can hardly walk because I picked the callous on my heel so deep in bled and it hurts to put pressure on it. I'm trying to figure out what makes me do this. It's my fingers too, it's ingrown hairs, it's my arms, thighs, chest. I don't know what the fuck ?? What do I do?? I almost always have an Infection SOMEWHERE because of it, and if I don't then I'm bound to get one.
Skin Care
Here are some rules and tips you should follow when you are applying a face mask and other skin care things:
#1 when applying a face mask, you should wash your face first. face masks should be applied to clean skin or it will not work properly.
#2 I cannot stress this enough.... FACE MASKS DO NOT REMOVE MAKEUP. It honestly drives me insane when people say that the product does not remove makeup because honey its not suppose to and you’re suppose to wash your face first.
#3 after you wash your face gently apply the face mask product on your face. if you have never used the product before I recommend doing a patch test on your forearm.
#4 after you are done applying your face mask product and its been removed properly following the directions written on the box or container, you should pat your face dry.
#5 M O I S T U R I Z E YOUR FACE!!!!!!! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH. Even if its a hydrating mask. I don’t care. Every mask exfoliates the skin so you need to hydrate your skin.
#6 DO NOT PICK AT YOUR SKIN. It leaves scars on your face and will show up as you age.
#7 if you are going outside after you wash your face (you should be washing your face twice a day, once in the morning and once at night) put on some sunscreen. If your makeup says SPF 30 chances of it actually being SPF 30 is very low. This will prevent you from skin cancer, sun spots, faster aging, and wrinkles.
#8 take your makeup off at night. you will get pimples if you don’t.
#9 WASH YOUR PILLOW CASE EVERY WEEK. not washing your pillow case even if you wash your face everyday twice a day and never sleep with makeup on, this could be the reason why you are breaking out. hate to burst everyone’s bubble, but you drool in your sleep and you sweat at night which is why you should be washing your face in the morning.
#10 love your skin. if you don’t like the way your skin looks, talk to a dermatologist or go to an estheticians spa and they will help you. believe it or not there are people out there that really want to help you feel beautiful in your skin so don’t be shy. They will be glad you came to them and asked for help because most of the time when people try to fix their acne or any other derma problem, it actually gets worse.
❤️Stick(ers) with love❤️
🎨🦋A Welcome Home fan fic🌸🐛
![Stick(ers) With Love](https://64.media.tumblr.com/dc43fcd82e601fd3a5a4367181222443/324208b21d8d112e-96/s500x750/1147ea2f41038cb094a8eed8740ffe1fd94fb327.png)
Summary: Wally wants to hang out with his friends on a warm summer day, but he worries over picking the pilings off his fleece skin
Word count: 1,396 words
Characters involved: Wally Darling, Home, Julie Joyful, Frank Frankly, Howdy Pillar
Contents:
Dermatillomania (portrayed via fabric piling and cotton)
Fluff :D
Helping friends
Compulsions
Additional art at end jumpscare lol
Notes: This is my first time putting one of my fan fictions actually out in the world sooo any constructive criticism is appreciated. This is somewhat based on my own experiences with dermatillomania, and honestly I just kind of wanted some kind of outlet to share how I feel about it sometimes :,D
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Wally had woken up a little bit later than usual, but nothing would deter from the smiling summer day that the neighborhood had today. Home opened up one of its windows to let Wally have a nice breath of the morning summer air, and a small wave of heat rushed inside as Wally happily sighed. Crossing his arms over the windowsill, he felt something on his arm that had been unconsciously bothering him for months now. It seemed to have been piling from his fleece skin coming up again for Wally. It didn’t seem to bother Wally for the time being though, but Home was always concerned over Wally picking at the pilings. The piling picking would sometimes go to the point Wally would pick too hard and bits of his cotton insides would peek out.
Home warned through the creaking doors and floorboards for Wally to not pick at his arm this time around if he wanted to go outside with short sleeves today. Home also warned that he would dig too deep into his skin again and ruin his arm; “it’s done enough scarring to your beautiful skin already, Wally” Home creaked, pointing to the very tiny seams Home had to patch for him. Wally didn’t seem to fond of the idea of wearing his cardigan on an already warm day, but he didn’t seem fond of picking at his skin either, so he decided to wear his cardigan over a shorter sleeved white button up. Wally was going out to Howdy’s Place with Julie and Frank for smoothies and milkshakes, so Wally was more than eager to go outside and play.
After showering and preparing his hair, Wally was all dolled up to go and hang out with his friends. Wally stepped outside and waved goodbye to Home before going on his merry way. Although there was a nice breeze every now and then, the summer heat made Wally feel like he’d turn into butter if he didn’t find anything to cool him down. As Wally made his way to Howdy’s Place, he decided the cardigan was too much for him, and wrapped the cardigan around his waist. The summers heat felt so much better on Wally now that he didn’t have his wooly blue cardigan to retain heat.
The bell inside Howdy’s Place’s door gave a nice ring, and Wally stepped inside to see his friends waiting for him. Wally sighed and wiped the droplets of sweat off his forehead before sitting next to Julie. The three got Neapolitan milkshakes, but separate. Wally got a simple strawberry milkshake, Julie got a double chocolate milkshake, and Frank got a plain vanilla milkshake. Julie paid for the trio’s drinks, and thank the stars that Barnaby’s joke lessons are working out finally for her. After Howdy and the trio had quite the laugh from Julie’s jokes, Wally, Frank, and Julie happily enjoyed their milkshakes. While Julie yapped on and on to Frank about her summer plans, Wally once again crossed his arms as he happily enjoyed his milkshake. Whether he was aware of it or not, Wally felt the pilings on his arm again, and started to pick at it.
It didn’t hurt, but at the same time it did. It felt as if Wally was pricking his arm with a somewhat dull sewing needle all over his arm. He wasn’t doing much else while his friends talked and Howdy managed the store, but his focus was still on drinking his milkshake, so why was he picking at his skin? Perhaps it’s a need for perfection. How else was he going to get his arm smooth again from the piling? Wally didn’t feel exactly bad for doing it, but at the same time he did.
“Wally, are you doing alright there?” Frank asked as he looked over to Wally. Blinking from his state of thought, Wally looked back over to Julie and Frank. “Oh, yes! I am doing well.” Wally exclaimed monotonously. Wally uncrossed his arms, but still held onto his one arm that had all the piling, rubbing his thumb against it all. Julie tilted her head to side to take a look, and took note of how Wally rubbing his thumb against his arm. “Is your arm ok Wally? Can I see?” Julie asked curiously. Wally looked to the side in thought, and considering he can’t exactly hide his arm now that Julie’s curious about it. Julie holds her hand out kindly to Wally, and Wally allows Julie to see his arm, continuing to look away reluctantly.
Julie took a closer look at the pilings in an odd sense of curiosity. It seems like rainbow monsters like Julie haven’t been through anything like this before. Frank looked over from where he sat as Wally took back his arm to go back to his milkshake.
“You don’t have to be ashamed of it Wally.” Frank comforted to Wally. Wally looked back up from his milkshake to look at Frank, surprised at the words they had to say. “It’s something that’s compulsive to you, right?”
“Compulsive?” Wally asked as he tilted his head in question.
“Something you tend to do on repeat, regardless of how often you try to control it.” Frank explained calmly.
Wally understanding what the word meant now, he nodded his head a bit sadly, knowing what Frank described fits to Wally’s picking. “Hm…Well, you don’t have to feel sad about it!” Julie exclaimed to Wally.
“I don’t?” Wally asked.
“Not at all! If all that describes something compulsive, then that should mean that Frank and I’s flappy hands are compulsive too!” Julie said excitedly.
Wally and Frank laughed to Julie’s enthusiasm. “Well, you aren’t wrong in that sense Julie, no. Though it’s different to what Wally’s compulsions are, that being his skin picking.” Julie looks to Wally’s arm, then back to Wally.
“Does itttt..hurt whenever you pick at your skin Wally?” Julie asked curiously.
Wally shook his head no.
“It hurts, yes, but it only feels like a pinch every time.” Wally explains in his usual monotonous tone.
Julie tries to get an idea after learning this new information, and spins around on the barstool seat while sipping her milkshake. Glancing at the rack of sticker sheets Howdy has in his shop, the lightbulb flickers in her head with an idea. She quickly got down from her chair, grabbed a sticker pack, and went back to her seat.
“Hey Howdy! How much for the stickers?” Julie asked as she waved the sticker pack in the air.
“One joke per pack, Jules!” Howdy answered.
“….Well, whatdya call a sticker that’s always late?” Julie asked Howdy.
“Hmm, I dunno Jules, what do you call a sticker that’s always late?” Howdy questioned back.
“Stick around! It’ll show up eventually.” Julie answered.
Although it took a couple of seconds for Howdy and Frank to catch on, it was a holler and a half once they got the joke (Wally laughed, but he didn’t quite understand). Howdy wipes a tear from his eye from the laugh and settles down. “Oh boy, alright you won this one Julie. Now, whatdya need those stickers for anyway?” Howdy asked a bit puzzled.
Julie demonstrated by putting a sticker on her face, and slowly peeling it off. “I think that since there’s a little itty bitty bite of hurt whenever Wally picks at his skin, Wally can put these stickers on his arm! That way when he tries to pick at his skin, it won’t hurt as much!” Julie prompted. Wally and Howdy were bedazzled by the idea of using stickers on Wally’s arm to pick at rather than his own skin. “The peeling of the stickers could give the same stimulation Wally gets from digging into his skin to get the pilings off of him! Not a bad idea Julie.” Frank admitted.
Julie gave a little flappy hands to Frank’s approval of the idea, and turned to Wally for a true test of approval.
“What do you think Wally? Does it sound good to you?” Julie asked excitedly.
“That idea sounds like the absolute most! I think we should try it!” Wally said as he gave a happy nod in yes.
Julie jumped in joy as Wally said yes to her idea, and Julie, Frank, and Howdy all helped to cover Wally in as many stickers as he wanted.
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I’ll probably draw some art of the ending too where Howdy, Julie and Frank are putting stickers all over Wally :3
![Wally Darling feeling the texture of the fleece piling on his arm, having some feelings of shame and support from Julie and Frank's suggestions to help his skin picking](https://64.media.tumblr.com/c1e094de4063c44aec40cd5419b03c3d/324208b21d8d112e-a5/s500x750/a3a2a0fcd19beb3220401e83e48ed7a53ff6d431.png)
Skin picking disorder is so odd like I’ll be doing my own thing then look down then suddenly there’s blood in my mouth and there’s flecks of skin all over my pants and there’s blood covering my lip and fingers like huh?? When did I do that?? Oh yeah 20 seconds ago oopsies.
I love putting tape on my injures then peeling them off and watching the skin & blood stick to the tape. 10/10 would recommend if your fingernails are too short to grab the peeling skin.
also, hooking peeling skin on blankets >>
How I feel after my friends think my skin picking is a “yummy blood!” kinda thing: 😍😍 (Any hardness or roughness on my skin feels imperfect to the point I rip off my skin until it’s bleeding and can’t even get out of bed because of how bad it feels to stop)
For my fellow compulsive skin pickers, a tip:
A mask is surprisingly helpful. My lip is such a horror show that I've been wearing one while out and it's been keeping me away from it. I miss the meds keeping me from picking though, that was so damn nice.
Bit of grossness about skin picking under the cut.
After learning the little tidbit that smart phone screens and apps are literally designed on a slot machine model with all the bright colors and such, I switched my phone to black and white mode. And immediately noticed a little sprinkling of blood smeared across the screen. 8D I start my day tending to tear at my lip, especially right now as it's trying to heal, and uh... yeah, got to it real good this morning without noticing. o_o The meds are helping reduce the issue again and I had to wear a mask out for a lot of today so I kept off it, but now that I'm home it starts back up bleh. Skin picking sucks and it's not something anybody who does it has much control over when the textures are the perfect storm of things you have to get off your face. o_o