NO MATTER WHAT, IT ALWAYS COMES BACK…

At 19, my eczema had not faded. It now lingered in the background. It felt like it was becoming connected to me, my identity. It had grown to bother me.

My eczema, living inside of me, had started to take its toll. Shaping my habits, my mind and my own personality

If I had to describe my condition, it would have to be a cockroach. No matter how many times I care for my skin, this chronic wont fade away.

it will not die

It is here to stay

At 20, I had to accept the truth. Ezcema just will not die. It is here to stay and not leave. It wasn't a childhood or a teenage condition that I could grow out of.

To accept the truth of the circumstances that have been placed on me was depressing at best. To co-exist with it. I had stopped caring for it and moved on.