
Why “Snapchat Dysmorphia” Is The Disfigurement of Ailing Minds
Sep 1, 2018 · 7 min read
When I was nine years old, I became the victim of childhood trauma that I can readily admit happened, but I’m still not at that place where I can talk to a professional about how the after-effects still haunt my every move, and I’m certainly not able to take a proud selfie as proof of my privileged accessibility.

