How to treat dry hands and feet in winter? Here are 7 tips
How to treat dry hands and feet in winter? Here are 7 tips
A drop in mercury signifies the onset of winter as well as a drop in our skin’s natural hydration level and radiance. As a result, our skin becomes lifeless and dry, appearing uneven and dull, particularly on the hands and feet. The skin of hands and feet gets dry, flaky, and rough that may even begin to itch and crack. So, how do you treat dry hands and feet? You can find the answer right…
I dont get people who like winter bc like. do you fucking enjoy feeling your blood crystalize in your hands every time you wash your hands after going to the bathroom bc the hot water takes 10 minutes to fucking work??? so youre left with the freezing ice water???
dragged my hand over my bedsheet snd it sounded weird so i turned on my flash light to see if there was like. fucking plastic or smth there idk. but it was just the sound of my leathery eczema hand skin against the fabric. what if i killed myself
Tis' the season where I mentally and physically suffer. Complaining below (feel free to ignore, I'm just venting. I usually do this every year to get most of it out of my system lol):
mmm the fall/winter SAD is indeed in full swing. No warmth + no sun = a bad bad time. I always get so annoyed when ppl assume that I love winter bc I'm a "winter baby", as if that has any sort of divine intervention on instantaneously adapting you to perfectly fit the climate you were born in. NOPE. Silly human superstition. I start to freeze once it hits below 20C. I wish I lived in a warmer climate o|-<
The depresso is probably going to make me very whiny and moody until next spring, so an early forewarning bc I'm EXTREMELY annoying about it this time of year bc it's the only way I know how to deal with it.
But moreso in addition to the physical stuff is how badly it messes with my mind, making me so depressed to the point of just... sitting in non-moving silence where I become stiff as a board (very painful btw) and I isolate, making the bad depresso brain time even worse where I overthink everything bc of the silence and isolation. It's also always the time of year where everyone goes quiet too, which is understandable, but also makes things 10x worse (I am very alone in my life and where I am, and kind of rely on online friends bc they're all I have. I don't even have a pet. I'm literally just, loner mode. I don't really have much family to speak of, and only one family member I do speak to. I have little to no connections at all. But regardless, this is still the best living situation I've been in my whole life, so that's saying something).
dads across the world: it's not the heat itself; it's the humidity that gets ya!
me, someone whose hands become crypt-keeper-level dry during the winter because of the lack of humidity in the air combined with the chalk from climbing:
Please come and get me, Humidity.
Bring me a respite from the frigid drought.
Grant me reprieve from the icy demons which attack my hands and leave them barren wastelands lonely among winter's endless twilight.
Grace me with the theophanic encounters of spring's verdant fecundity and summer's dionysian calefaction, and moisten up my hands so verily that Ben Shapiro is concerned for my health.
Until just a few years ago I thought lotion was supposed to sting and burn when you put it on dry cracked skin. But bronners magic balm (unscented ver.) and straight jojoba oil don't do that at all... so I've been using them exclusively, when the cold makes my hands explode