In Reply to: IMPORTANT:NOTHING HELPS,STRETCH MARKS ARE MY DEATHM posted by EUROPEAN on April 08, 19100 at 05:52:51:

I got terrible stretchmarks during pregnancy with my son 27 years ago. I hate them also. I am tired of trying to remember to keep my arms down or be sure I have a long shirt on, making sure my shirt is not sleeveless, and the whole host of things that go along with it. It gives me little comfort to know I am not the only one like this. I feel unattractive and believe that if I were not like this my husband would not have committed adultery and flirted so many other times. I have no tools to make him visually attracted to me. I have tried to fill my life with other things, but there is just no substitute for not being repulsive to yourself and your spouse. I eat my heart out over sexy lingerie & night gowns, knowing I would only look silly. I hate shopping for clothes because I don't like to change in the changing rooms, so usually just wear hand me downs or dont try new clothes on. I dont believe I have a right to wear makeup, perfume, jewelry or anything. I am a complete dud. I have tried faking it for years, but it doesnt work. Every time I take a bath or use the restroom there they are! I hate going to the gynecologist because they always gasp in horror. And public restrooms are the pits. I just cant compete with the standards set. I understand your pain. Sometimes I forget I am not actually a whole person and live a little and then I am reminded I am sub human when I go to the restroom or take a bath. I even worry about dying because I don't want anyone to see me even then. What if they parade all the workers by and laugh at my lifeless body?
I made what I thought was my final attempt at grieving over my grote

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