I started talking to people about trichotillomania, something that was always difficult to explain back in Italy. Here, they are just curious, open to understanding more. And just talking about it felt so liberating.
For years, I couldn’t even hear the question without my throat closing up and tears filling my eyes. How good it is to just be able to share and be heard.
This brings us to my current project of working with the TLC BFRB foundation, which is expanding from the US to the UK, and now to Italy through our effort as volunteers. TLC supports people like me, with BFRBs, in the most natural way. They don’t make a fuss about it, they just tell you what it is, help you to accept it, and then support you during the times you need support.
So if you speak Italian and have a BFRB, there is now a support group to help you cope with it.
The same that you can find in the US, the UK, and some other countries. And if you want to get involved and run a support group yourself, you can apply to become a host in your country.
That’s how good is done.
And as for becoming a successful model, it is freaking hard. It’s one of those jobs where 1 in a million makes it. Not only do I have to fight against the odds, I gotta fight against my own age. Because modeling is like playing football: you do it when you’re young.
I am not young anymore. And I am not saying that because I don’t feel young, I say it because half the people from my high school are now either married or married with kids and they share it on Facebook.
That’s how old I am.
But that’s how long it took me to get out of depression and be able to embrace what I wanted to do.
If I’d had different instruments, different notions, an actual support system from the state, a school of life and talents, I would have probably found my way sooner.
Anyway, I’m here waiting to see if the pandemic has lowered the chances of becoming a successful model from 1 in a million to 0.2 in a million. If that’s the case, I will curse the Gods, let out all my rage, turn into an evil Swirl, and run for a random evil politics job. I’ll change the world. One way or the other.
If not in politics, then I’ll see y’all on the billboards.
(BUT I still need all the help I can get. So if you would be so kind to support me, follow me on instagram.com/miss_swirl – and as we say in the UK: cheers, thank you, thank you very much, cheers!)