Isomorphic dysmorphia

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We are creatures of adaptation, we learn to mimic to belong, we reflect to survive, but what happens when the reflection begins to distort the original? 

This is isomorphic dysmorphia, when we shape ourselves to match the emotional blueprints of others, and in doing so, forget what our own outline looked like.

Becoming the shape of our surroundings:

In relationships, in culture, in society, we are taught to be agreeable, digestible, familiar.
We mirror those around us, not because we are weak, but because connection is currency. We wear smiles that don’t belong to us. Adopt opinions that feel foreign on our tongue. Move in rhythms not made for our feet. All so we can stay close.

All so we are not abandoned, but the cost of constant shapeshifting is that we no longer recognize the face staring back in the mirror.

When I look like you but don’t feel like me:

Isomorphic dysmorphia isn’t about the body. It’s about the identity. It’s about being applauded for being a version of yourself that isn’t truly you, and slowly, validation becomes addictive. You play the part, you speak the script, you perform the self others respond to. Until the real you becomes faint, hidden behind the echo of approval.

The pain of emotional disfigurement:

There’s a deep grief in this, to be seen but not known, to be praised but not understood, because the world may love your mask, but masks can’t breathe. They conceal. They suffocate. You’re applauded, but internally, you ache to be real again.

Conclusion: 

Isomorphic dysmorphia isn’t solved by rebellion. It’s softened by awareness. By pausing the performance. By asking: Whose life am I living? Whose voice is narrating my thoughts? Do I belong here, or did I just learn to fit? To unbecome the versions that were never yours is an act of self-love. To no longer morph to match someone else’s comfort is an act of courage. Your shape is sacred. Your truth isn’t ugly, it’s unpracticed, and you deserve to move through the world as you are, not as you’ve been taught to appear.

Let the mirror crack, let the reflections fade, and when the image clears, may what remains finally look and feel like you.

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