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A personal story.
 
 
Since childhood, I have carried a deep sense of shame within me—shame for my feelings and the desire to be who I truly am. This shame enveloped my entire being, intensified by the profound awareness of how expressing my thoughts could hurt others, which only added to my burden. It became a heavy secret that weighs on me to this day. As a child, I convinced myself these feelings would fade, believing one simply should not be as they truly are. Yet, in school, I realized how different I was.
One memory remains particularly vivid: a classmate was pushed, repeatedly fracturing her kneecap, and was told she might never walk properly again. While others, including myself, felt pity for her, I secretly thought, "How lucky she is." I was deeply ashamed of this thought and confided in no one. Similar incidents have left a lasting mark on my life, as I already felt an aversion to my own leg at that time.
I want to emphasize: no one with Body Integrity Dysphoria (BiD) wishes to harm others or mock disabilities. This subject is far too serious for that. Both individuals with disabilities and those with BiD suffer in their own unique ways. Hurting others' feelings is unthinkable for me and for the people with BiD whom I know.
Over 30 years ago, my partner endured a severe car accident caused by another's negligence, leaving her permanently disabled. We have been closely connected since 1980. Her arm was gravely injured—muscles, tendons, and bones were destroyed. After more than 20 surgeries, her arm was saved but remains severely impaired, though still attached.
I often asked myself questions similar to those asked by people with disabilities: What would my family think if they knew what I truly felt or who I truly am? I had to function, no matter what, at all costs. About a year and a half after my partner's accident, I sought therapy to cope. Yet, even there, I had to suppress myself, as the therapist dismissed my concerns. How could I, with BiD, desire to be like people who had become disabled through tragic circumstances? This conflict felt like walking a tightrope compared to those who had no choice and often endure immense suffering. My feelings overwhelmed me with deep shame, especially toward my wife, who had no idea. I suppressed my emotions daily, as I had learned to do since childhood. This torment in grappling with BiD drove me to the brink of despair.
Accepting BiD within myself was a long and painful journey. Gradually, I began to stand up for myself, hoping it would bring relief. It is said that a touch of selfishness is healthy, and I had no other choice. The alternative—severely injuring myself with the help of a freight train—was no option. Instead, I forced myself to focus on my goal and worked tirelessly toward achieving it, even though I wore a KAFO every day. If necessary, even my arm. I continued to search for something meaningful in my life that could ease my emotional pain and terrible feelings. I found no true relief, only a few compromises.
Over the Years Over time, I came to understand that I am not to blame for having Body Integrity Dysphoria (BiD). After much effort and many conversations with various doctors, I finally received help—about ten years after discovering the term for my condition. I was prescribed a KAFO (Knee-Ankle-Foot Orthosis) and an arm brace, which ultimately saved my life. I still vividly remember the puzzled expression on my orthotics technician’s face when he asked, "What is that? I've never heard of it." Stammering and uncertain, I tried to explain what Body Integrity Dysphoria (BiD) might be. That was back in 2011/12, and at the time, I felt rather foolish.
The orthoses helped me find a sense of inner calm and balance. Collaborating with researchers, I made small but meaningful progress—tiny steps that felt like millimeters yet were still progress. Slowly, the shame began to fade, and I no longer had to fight so aggressively against myself. However, the process was anything but quick—it was agonizingly slow, like a squirrel painstakingly gathering food.
Though everything related to BiD is now resolved with my former fiancée, the price I paid for coming out was high. I had to adapt to BiD, as despite numerous therapies, I saw no other viable path forward. It was the best option for me. After all, what is life worth if one cannot even begin to live it? I wanted to live.
The hardest part was how profoundly BiD affected our shared life—our relationship and everything around it. It worked, somehow, but only barely. BiD consumes life, even when all one wants is to enjoy it. I could hardly enjoy my life. There were rare moments, but BiD overshadowed everything. After coming out, I had to let go of certain material possessions. The aids I now use allowed me to find some degree of enjoyment in life. Nevertheless, I suffered financial losses. Some things didn’t work in certain jobs, while others posed even greater challenges. But that’s part of it, and I’ve learned to cope. After all, you can’t have everything, can you? A bit of resourcefulness helps, and somehow, things work out.
Over time, I won back my beloved, who had almost left me because she didn’t know what was going on with me. She kept asking, "What’s wrong with you?" My only reply was, "Nothing. Leave me alone." Today, she understands better what is going on inside me. I was incredibly fortunate that she showed so much patience with me, and for that, I am deeply grateful.
The Worst Part The most challenging aspect of BiD is the profound impact it has had on our shared life—on our relationship and everything surrounding it. It worked somehow, but only barely. BiD devours life, even when all one desires is to enjoy it. I could hardly enjoy my life because my leg has been attached to me since birth. There were seldom good moments, and BiD overshadowed everything. After coming out, I had to let go of certain material possessions. The aids I now use have allowed me to somewhat rebuild my life. Nonetheless, I suffered financial losses. Some things didn’t work, while others posed greater challenges. But that’s just part of life, and I have learned to accept it. After all, no one is perfect.
Over time, I won back my beloved, who had almost left me because she didn’t know what was wrong with me. She would often ask, "What’s wrong with you?" My only reply was, "Nothing. Leave me alone." Today, she understands better what is going on inside me. I was incredibly fortunate that she showed so much patience, and I am deeply grateful to her.
Things aren’t perfect, as I have not yet undergone any surgery and may never have one. This thought saddens me, but I cling to the hope that one day it will be possible. This hope gives me strength. My partner and my children also support me should surgery ever become an option. Because of my current disability, I receive assistance with heavy tasks or activities that are challenging for me—and this help comes free of judgment. Sometimes, I encounter a hint of sarcasm, but it is almost always good-humored and lightens the situation.
Today, for instance, my beloved set off with her new bike to enjoy a short cycling tour. I watched her ride away, feeling a bit envious and wishing I could join her. Naturally, the question arose: What truly matters most to me? The answer is clear—I am who I am, and that’s final. No more debates. BiD is exactly what it is—a disability in its own unique and peculiar way. Everything that has advantages also comes with disadvantages, of course. Yet the benefits far outweigh the way things were before, for both me and us. Despite the many small and large drawbacks, this was and still is, day by day, the right decision for me personally.
I have been granted the opportunity to be closer to myself, even though my leg is now severely atrophied. Without the KAFO, I can no longer climb stairs, whether up or down, and I am unsteady even just standing without it.
Nowadays, the disability I have come to accept is fully integrated into my life. Overall, I feel better today than I did 15 years ago, even though it is still not exactly what I need. Yet, I continue to struggle with it. The shame that once weighed heavily on me has become trivial within my family and close circles. However, when interacting with strangers, it still persists. But honestly, it’s none of their business—it’s my matter, not theirs.
I often apologize for things that take me longer, such as shopping, paying, or walking. But I had no choice and had to find my own way to survive internally. This struggle for survival still exists strongly today, albeit in a slightly different form. Thankfully, I no longer feel as deep a shame as I did in my youth and for so many years after that.
The shame associated with BiD can be overwhelming and often manifests in waves or episodes. Before coming out, I could never escape the swamp of shame. The result was utter despair and even suicidal thoughts. One attempt failed, and I felt terrible for days afterward. Yet, I didn’t seek a doctor because I knew it would eventually get better. Laughable in the face of the suffering caused by BiD. Oops, sorry. BiD is immense, and I just wanted peace from it.
Internally, I’m still not sure whether I am truly disabled or not. Legally, I am due to the KAFO and arm brace, which have been approved. However, as the person I truly am, I feel I have yet to reach that recognition. That’s just the reality. Without my earlier coming out within my family and with numerous doctors and therapists, my life would have come to an end. Thanks to the support of my family and friends, as well as many intense conversations—both short and long—I have reached a point where I can talk about my experiences. Every step on this journey was an enormous challenge.
Sharing my story gives me strength. It feels good to know that it not only helps me but also benefits my partner—and perhaps I can spare others with Body Integrity Dysphoria (BiD) from some suffering. That means so much to me. Yet, BiD continues to push me to my limits, especially because I am still not fully the person I truly am. Sometimes I ask myself: Why didn’t I turn to the black market for surgery? But too many people know my story, and that would not be a wise choice. So, I have no other option but to keep going, to survive and to reach my goal—to feel better. Thanks to my family, who gives me the necessary freedom, I manage the waves of BiD—even though they are difficult.
The understanding, the gradual release of shame, and the necessary aids, combined with the support of my family, have helped me feel somewhat freer since coming out. The dysphoria and suffering caused by BiD have noticeably improved within my close circle.
The mild disability I now somewhat enjoy feels trivial compared to the daily dysphoria, my attempts at self-deception, and the secrecy about what I truly feel. For me, BiD is far more than that—it is tied to immense self-doubt and a profound sense of shame that weighs heavily on me, like a burden I carry every day.
 
Body Integrity Dysphoria (BiD): No Choice, But an Existential Alignment
What frustrates me is when BiD is portrayed as a free choice or as a "desired disability." This perspective does not do justice to the reality or the internal and external struggles of people with BiD. BiD is far more than a simple wish—it cannot be superficially compared to everyday decisions like buying a house or a car, which one can easily forgo. The need to be in harmony with one’s body is fundamentally different. It is not a trivial desire but an intensely felt necessity, an inner inevitability.
I do not like to call it a "wish"; instead, I see it as a necessary correction of my body that enables me to internally be the person I have always been. In my case, my leg has always felt "lost" from the very beginning. This state feels so natural to me that I no longer even think about it—I simply do not want the leg. Of course, it does not simply fall off, which makes the situation even more complicated.
 
 
My Conclusion
The closer I come to my perceived disability, the better I feel. Why? Because that’s just how it is—plain and simple. For outsiders who have not engaged with BiD or are hearing about it for the first time, this experience might be difficult to understand. But BiD is far more than the sum of its parts. "It is a complex and profound identity that one cannot freely choose but rather perceives as an essential part of oneself, deeply rooted within one’s being."
 

   
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@Lefty, So well explained what people who suffer from BID go through.  I hope that we can get this through to the medical community about how debilitating BID is to a person who suffers and how achieving what one needs for their body is so much a relief for the dysphoria and pain of BID.  One thing, though, one should not feel ashamed for suffering from BID, it is not a choice.


   
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Powerful story, @lefty—thank you for sharing.

It reminded me of some of the work of Primo Levi—The Drowned and the Saved, or even If This Is a Man. A Holocaust survivor, Levi meticulously reflected on the experience of survivor’s guilt—being caught between two worlds: the expectation to feel grateful for being alive, and the crushing burden of memory and shame for having survived. Levi took his own life (allegedly) just one year after The Drowned and the Saved was published. I do not, of course, wish to draw a direct comparison between such vastly different experiences. However, I cannot help but wonder whether the underlying psychological mechanisms might, to some extent, be comparable. Similar patterns of shame, internalised stigma, and identity conflict have been observed, for example, within the homosexual community—particularly when homosexuality was criminalised and pathologised. (See, for example, Alan Downs – The Velvet Rage: Overcoming the Pain of Growing Up Gay in a Straight Man's World.) Long story short: while the contexts are clearly distinct, the underlying psychological triggers may very well share common structures. Food for thought, perhaps, for colleagues in the psychological sciences.

Regarding the passage on the persistent wish for impairment, and finally being able to come to terms with oneself—some important points arise that are worth exploring further. For instance: Who would fund the surgery? You, or the healthcare system? These aren’t just rhetorical questions.

If the answer is you, then we would classify BiD-related amputation as an elective procedure—akin, in some ways, to certain types of cosmetic surgery (though it’s worth noting that cosmetic surgery is, in some cases, covered by the statutory healthcare system when it addresses psychological discomfort).

If the answer is the healthcare system, then BiD becomes grounds for a non-elective intervention—meaning that post-op costs should logically also be covered by the system.

One of the most frequently raised arguments against surgery—and against the classification of BiD procedures as non-elective, in my experience—concerns the risk of regret (typically following misdiagnosis), post-operative complications (even where no misdiagnosis has occurred), and the idea that BiD surgery is not life-saving.

The regret objection is surely valid in cases of misdiagnosis—when one believes they have BiD, but in fact do not. In such cases, the person realises post-amputation that their discomfort persists, stemming from a source other than the limb or body part affected. In case of a genuine BiD sufferer, such arguments, however, can be disqualified. 

The post-operative complication argument is also worth addressing. Given your testimony, one might reasonably ask: is it better to risk possible post-op complications (which may not occur at all), or to remain indefinitely in a state of dysphoria that impacts every other facet of one’s life?

As for the claim that BiD surgery is not life-saving in the same way that, say, a craniotomy for a haemorrhagic stroke or an appendectomy might be—is that entirely accurate? If someone lays down on a train track to attempt DIY "treatment" in desperation, can we still argue that their life is not in danger? The notion that surgery isn't life-saving only holds if we ignore what people may resort to when they are denied medical recognition or assistance. Beyond DIY and practically life-ending circumstances, what about quality of life? Death might very well be a social event—the severing of relationships, the collapse of social expectations, and the cessation of pursuing life plans or flourishing—not necessarily a physical experience.

A final thought on shame—and the power of sharing. Carrying such profound dysphoria, topped by the burden of guilt and shame rooted in the stigma surrounding the condition—largely due to widespread misunderstanding—can be soul-crushing and isolating.

Your comment about how sharing your story gave you strength to push through, and a voice to speak your truth worth highlighting. I believe this is indeed the right path to change. I understand the need for hidden or gated communities for support and safety due to the high stigma of the condition, but, as I’ve said elsewhere, for genuine change to occur, meaningful dialogue must follow.

Final word—thank you. This is a truly powerful testimony and so well articulated.


   
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@leandro I would say the healthcare system should pay for the proper treatment of BID. It is not cosmetic surgery any more than trans surgery is, though I do not know if they pay for trans surgery or not. People suffer from BID, and they need help and the ability to get affirming surgery. 

As far as misdiagnosing, that could be a problem.  If the psychiatrist fully understands how to diagnose BID, there are clear signs of it, but one must be fully accredited with understanding all the signs of someone suffering from BID.  They must be able to know it is not something else.  It is possible to diagnose BID properly, but one must fully understand how to do so.


   
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Shame I have carried for over five decades because I knew then that I should appreciate what I have. It wasn’t until I saw one therapist recently who suggested that I had no choice in the matter. Her take on it was that whatever was happening to me started in vitro. That one comment made me feel validated that it wasn’t my “fault”. It did rejuvenate my feelings about perusing the path I was on in getting proper help. 


   
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@jason Of course, it's not your fault, but you have a need that is hard to achieve.  You should not be ashamed of it either, but of course, getting anyone outside the BID community to understand is a whole other story.


   
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As John said, you are not to blame for suffering from an illness. Unfortunately, this is often told to us by people who do not truly understand what BiD is or who accuse us of merely seeking attention. These misunderstandings caused feelings of shame in me. How did I confront my shame? By speaking openly about it in the right settings. In my opinion, the term "need" is the first concept that comes into play in medical treatment. However, a need develops from suffering—when the afflicted person recognizes the pain they experience. Then a need arises, for instance: "I need to go to the doctor and require healing or relief." A good doctor acknowledges this need for healing by recognizing it as a call to action. It is then in their hands to determine how to respond to the need, guided by various evidence-based medical principles.

And here lies our challenge. In my view, a "need" conveys far less urgency than a "demand." For instance, I might have the need for my bank account to be overflowing with funds. While you can ask someone to make that happen, the likelihood of success is minimal. That would require a benefactor. A need arises when you feel or realize that you require or want something. For example, a person might need healing for Illness X because they suffer from pain. The doctor acknowledges the need and seeks to provide relief. The need transforms into a demand—healing becomes a necessity. This is the obligation of a good doctor. Yet, as we know, success isn’t always guaranteed.

The real problem is that there is currently no recognized, evidence-based treatment for BiD. While the condition is understood, legal and viable treatment options remain unavailable. This dilemma should not rest solely on the doctor’s shoulders—they are essentially navigating blindfolded, armed with a diagnosis but lacking clear guidelines. As a patient, rejection often follows, which inevitably leads to further suffering or even worsens the situation. Sufferers must brace for this outcome. For doctors, it poses a moral and professional challenge: "Should I help or not? If yes, how? Can I reconcile this with my conscience?" And so forth. These questions reflect a significant ethical issue—one that is deeply taxing for all involved.

For us sufferers, the solution feels relatively straightforward: simply act, and move forward. We are decades ahead in our understanding of BiD. However, for doctors, the topic remains a daunting challenge. They want to heal but don’t know how. Informing doctors about BiD is crucial to illustrate its seriousness and dispel misconceptions that it might be a passing whim. Through this process, I was able to overcome my shame, not only with doctors but also with my loved ones. This journey gradually unfolded, almost organically. At first, I endured verbal criticism and doubt—but I pressed on.

It was deeply painful—both emotionally and otherwise—to explain my situation to my general practitioner. I remained patient, though, as they genuinely wanted to see me improve. Since I began wearing orthoses, which make my actual disability more visible and somewhat tangible, I’ve found relief over the years. From my experience, the simplest way to start the conversation was: "It’s somewhat similar to gender dysphoria, but the effects are ultimately different—perhaps just a comparison." I made sure to present each doctor with scientific documents to substantiate my case.

The benefit of engaging with doctors? It gives you a good feeling to talk to them about BiD and, over time, to be taken seriously. Slowly but surely, BiD gains broader awareness. Convincing a doctor to prescribe or take action remains challenging, but with persistence, they might eventually respond: "Alright, we can manage this to improve your well-being—no problem." Involving a psychologist can reassure the doctor that your pursuit of healing or relief is genuine. Achieving such progress takes time. With BiD's inclusion in ICD-11 and its connection to the  ------ https://www.orpha.net/en/disease/detail/623789?name=K%C3%B6rperintegrit%C3%A4ts-Dysphorie&mode=name

-----  awareness among psychologists and doctors will steadily increase with each case they encounter.

When I initially discussed BiD with my general practitioner, they turned pale. My first psychiatrist, whom I presented scientific reports to, literally jumped out of their chair, exclaiming: "Always something new! What nonsense is this!" This reaction was a shock. Today, thanks to my efforts, my general practitioner is well-informed. Progress simply takes time. Don’t overwhelm your doctor. Overcoming shame is incredibly difficult for us sufferers because we know how misunderstood and stigmatized our condition often is. 

 

I hope it helps a bit. 

 

   
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@leandro Who would fund the surgery? You, or the healthcare system? 

What kind of brainstorming. 

Hypothetical answer:  

If I had the financial means to cover the surgery and all possible subsequent costs myself, I would finance it privately. The reasoning is simple: the suffering caused by BiD is immense, and measures to alleviate it would be worth the investment. However, not everyone has the necessary resources, which raises the question of whether the healthcare system should step in.

Since BiD is a recognized condition that no one chose but has presumably existed for much longer (the first documented case, around 1785, involved a surgeon who was threatened at gunpoint. After the successful operation, the now one-legged patient expressed their gratitude with a heartfelt letter and a generous reward. This was presumably a case of BiD), it should be covered by the healthcare system. But...

For the healthcare system to finance such surgeries, BiD would need to be widely recognized as a legitimate and treatable condition. This requires extensive research, advocacy, and the development of evidence-based guidelines. If it is acknowledged that the condition causes significant psychological and physical distress, healthcare systems in some countries might consider funding the costs, similar to treatments for other conditions like gender dysphoria. The financial feasibility of such procedures within the healthcare system was roughly estimated in a study, indicating that it may not be as impractical as commonly assumed.

In any medical context, treatment should not only aim to alleviate symptoms but also to reduce suffering and improve quality of life. But what does "improving quality of life" mean in the context of BiD? These are difficult and complex questions.

For individuals with BiD, everything seems reversed compared to societal norms. Generally, amputation is perceived as a loss, an illness, or even as something from which one can never truly recover. However, for people with BiD, it represents health, completeness, and a path to well-being. Such paradoxes challenge conventional understanding and force us to reconsider what "normal" or "healthy" truly means. It is also important to note that BiD is very rare. Various estimates exist in this regard.

 


   
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Interesting take, and I agree—if one had the financial means, it's a rational choice to cover the costs privately. But this brings to a deeper question: if BID is accepted as a life-threatening condition (and I believe it is), should access to treatment depend on one's economic means?

Allowing only those with financial privilege to access surgery turns healthcare from a shared right into a private luxury. It turns treatment into a commodity rather than a right. It would be like saying:

You have a genetic heart condition such as hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, which can lead to sudden cardiac death if left untreated—but since you cannot afford the necessary procedure or medication, there’s nothing to be done

The individual is not only penalised from a biological perspective (simply for having drawn the short straw in the genetic lottery, while others continue unaffected), but also from a social perspective, due to lacking the resources to have it removed. The result may be death—not because treatment is unavailable, but because it is inaccessible.

Failing to offer publicly funded treatment to what is recognised as a life-threatening condition (and again, not just in the purely biological sense) is not a neutral stance; it is a harmful one. Recognition without action becomes a form of neglect, and arguably, a form of institutionalised injustice.


   
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@leandro, it seems like you are learning a lot from the limited number of people posting here.  Too bad more people have not signed up to come here yet.  I think you will hear similar stories from most others.  There are a lot of people on these forums, but it seems like they talk about the need for research, but they do not want to participate.  

I hope you get the medical community on here to read people's stories.  Maybe it will open some eyes to what it is like suffering from BID.  


   
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Posted by: @leandro

if BID is accepted as a life-threatening condition (and I believe it is), should access to treatment depend on one's economic means?

 

This should not happen, yet unfortunately, it is sometimes the case with BID. There seems to be nothing that doesn’t exist. I fully agree with your argument and also find it unfair. In general, such a system would be ruthless, and the idea of a solidarity-based community – depending on the country – would be obsolete.

Depression and BID: Two potentially life-threatening conditions

Depression is now relatively easy to treat and is socially acknowledged, yet it can still be a potentially fatal illness – although this is not always the case. However, if depression is recognized too late, it can have tragic consequences. Similarly, BID can lead to fatal self-harm if the condition is not identified in time. A concurrent depression is not excluded, which would be described as comorbidity. Mathematically speaking, this could even double the potential life-threatening risk.

A tragic example: The case of Innisfail

A particularly tragic case is that of Innisfail, which ended fatally and is presumably linked to BID. The affected person apparently never spoke to anyone about it – not friends, not family, nor a doctor. Such exceptions should not happen in the future. It remains unclear how many people in their deepest despair have died accidentally due to BID, with these cases possibly being declared as suicide. One might imagine someone in their desperation attempting to lie in front of a train in order to lose a limb – a harrowing thought that underscores the urgency of adequate treatment.

Recognition and treatment options for BID

BID must be recognized as a serious condition, and treatment options without stigmatization should be offered – tailored to the severity and type of each case. Patients should have choices, decided jointly with them, so they feel comfortable with their chosen option. A treatment dictated from above could be counterproductive and fail in the worst-case scenario.

Future perspectives

Perhaps in the future, medications will be available that target the affected areas of the brain and alleviate BID, similar to treatments for depression. Some patients might only need simple aids, while for others, only the ultima ratio would help. However, decades might pass before this becomes reality, and it may remain wishful thinking.

Conclusion

Although BID appears to be rare, the dark figure remains unknown – often due to fear of stigmatization or being labeled as "crazy." To avoid misdiagnosis, an interdisciplinary team that has thoroughly studied BID is undoubtedly needed. A wrong surgical treatment could deeply affect all parties involved (and affected), especially the surgeon, causing serious consequences. What has been removed cannot be restored. Residual risks remain and can never be completely ruled out.

Final thought

BID should unquestionably be recognized by the solidarity community – regardless of which type of therapy is chosen or offered.

 


   
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