#i got my psoriasis and eczema back

[femmeboyhooters]

Why does life ALWAYS have to be shit

[russellsppttemplates]

could you do a little something about Lando's reader having chronic skin issues and him being supportive of her? I have psoriasis and eczma and i've been feeling a bit meh because of them (always happens when the weather gets warmer but still meh)

Note: I have psoriasis too so I wrote it based on my experience and one of my cousins has eczema so I based it on what I know from her! I can absolutely relate, last week my regular shampoo wasn't doing the trick and it put a dent on my already low self esteem 🫠

"Have you put your creams on, baby?", Lando asked as he heard you come out of the ensuite bathroom.

"No", you mumbled as you walked around the room to put your dirty clothes on the laundry bag you carried in your luggage so you had it sorted out for when you flew back home.

"You know you'll regret, Y/N - c'mon, I'll help you!", he promptly smiled, getting up from the bed and getting the tubs from the bathroom before he sat on the bed, "turn around, beautiful girl", he whispered before he lifted your top, kissing your lower back and then proceeding to rub the thick product on the areas you needed it most.

You rubbed it on your elbows and the skin around them, not wasting the remnants and massaging it on your hands and cuticles.

"Don't move too much okay? I know it tickles but I'd prefer it if I didn't have to walk into the paddock tomorrow with a black eye", Lando giggled before he worked the product on the back of your knees, careful of the tender skin.

Tidying the products away, Lando pulled you to lay on the bed with him once you had your pyjamas on, "I love you, thank you for doing this for me", you kissed his lips.

"I don't do this for you - I do this with you", he deposited a kiss your forehead, "I noticed you weren't feeling too good and you kept trying to hide the marks, but they're part of you, and all of you is beautiful and I worship all of you as well", he smiled, tracing your face softly with his fingers.

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"Don't scratch your scalp, lovie", Lando gently took your hand away from where you had been scratching the itchy skin and taking it into his lap as he drove.

"But it's the best relief", you groaned, "I just hope they have it because at this point I don't think anything else will solve it", you pouted.

Even though you followed your routine and had made the dietary changes to reduce the flaking, it wasn't a permanent fix and every now and again, your psoriasis would flare up.

"We're almost there, gorgeous, let me just park here", Lando mumbled as he did so, getting out of the car so he could walk to the pharmacy with you.

"You don't need to come with me, it will be quick", you offered as Lando took your hand in his.

"I don't mind going with you", he kissed your temple before letting you step into the pharmacy.

The gentleman at the counter was quick to get you two bottles of the shampoo you needed, making you pay for it and wish him a good day before you left.

"Have you got your dog shampoo?", Lando snickered. As much as he hated the idea of you comparing yourself to the dog the first time he heard you call it that, he was now much more comfortable joking about it once you told him it was the smell of the product that made you sat it like that.

"Yes, the good are secured so can we please hurry home so I can finally wash my scalp?", you cuddled his side as you walked back to the car.

"Only if you let me in the shower with you", he winked as you reached the car.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[casp1an-sea]

Cassander “Cas” Armyn My Spidersona

(the second one is what Ey looks like in Eir universe. Scroll all the way down to see more outfits and character designs)

Age: 18

Gender: Transmasc

Height: 5’1.75”

Pronouns: He/Him/Ey/Em

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none of these are completely 100% accurate to how I view them in my head because I am always changing his character and universe

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best described as an abstract art piece that is alive. Gravity shifts changing up to down and down to up. like in the art piece “Relativity”. It’s almost like a normal city, but the gravity shifts cause it to look like skyscrapers are jutting out at random angles, or even just floating in the sky. (kind of think mirror dimension from Doctor Strange) color, ships and changes as if it’s a separate being creating, a black-and-white inky world with the floating colored shapes. some are small while some are big covering home buildings but they never stay in one place or stay the same shape or size for long. The color of this universe is almost alive. (Similar to the color in “Sith” the first episode of season, two of Star Wars visions) for example, touching an object, would push the color of the object away as the color of your hand displaces it. The color that comes off with your hand when you touch things is unique to every person. And it seems like it has a mind of its own, making constantly shifting works of art around you. Technology is about the same as our universe but the animals and foliage is otherworldly and everything has a painterly feel and the “line art” is always sketchy and smudgy similar to my own. The grass is purple and liquids float.

Canon Events:

Spider bite

Close person death

Commander death

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Extra:

Has been Spider-Man for roughly 4 years, in the Spider Society for 2

Movement signature: Uses alot of elements of acrobatics and gymnastics so tends to do complex jumps and flips. Enjoys falling as long as possible before catching Emself.

Goes by both his first and last name

Flaps hands when nervous or excited

Has Eczema and psoriasis

His color is bright orange 

Produces web naturally so doesn’t need web shooters but in order to continually produce silk he does eat it

Has fangs but has no clue what they do as he has no desire to bite anything 

Can see extremely long distances and also see in UV color spectrum 

Carries a spiky shield on his back resembling a yellow kite spider (can also use it as a weapon by attaching a web to it so he can throw it and pull it back) (I swear I made this up before I got obsessed with Captain America)

Shoulder panels lift up on the suit and can shoot out small needles, inspired by the tarantula; they act similar to whistling birds from Star Wars, however they just knock people out rather than exploding

Suit is decorated in paint markings to resemble real life spiders; like most art in the universe they shift and change

Has heat receptors over the eyes on the suit

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Backstory: In Cassander’s  universe Alchemax was a company that closed down years ago. Casander grew up with his parents and younger sister in brooklyn. They always had a strained relationship. When Cassander way 15 Ey moved into Peter Parker’s house where he was living with his aunt and uncle so that he could attend Peter’s school. Cassander was best friends with Peter and later Harry Osborn. Peter was often bullied at school and wanted nothing more than to be popular. He used his friendship with Harry as an In to the popular kid cliche but they really only ever teased him and Cassander often had to deal with the aftermath. Cassander never hung around Harry at school much because Harry was still friends with the popular kids like Ned Leeds and Flash Thompson. While Harry did try to get his popular friends not to pick on Peter they often gave him too much slack which is something he and Cassander argued over a lot. One day the  popular kids told Peter that if he wanted to join their click he had to do an initiation ceremony. He had to stay the night in the abandoned alchemex building. Cassander tried to tell Peter that this was just to make him look stupid and asked him not to do it because it was dangerous but  Peter refused. Cassander tried to get a hold of Harry but he wouldn’t answer so instead Cassander decided that he had to go in as well and make sure Peter stayed safe. That was the night Cassander was bitten after brushing the spider off of peter. They also stumbled upon a laboratory Norman Osborn had been using to make the green goblin serum, but saw nothing because of green fog that filled the room. Peter got cut on some glass So Cassander talked him into leaving. When they exited Harry had arrived. The next day Cassander discovered Eir spider abilities. That night Cassander snuck out and decided to return To Alchemax alone to try and find the spider. Instead He had his first encounter with a Green goblin. Cassander decided he would forget about his powers and try to live normally. Harry stopped hanging out with Ned and him and Cassander got together. The next Peter looked a little strange and was acting weird.  Throughout the week peter began to act stranger and stranger. Finally one night Cassander realized he was acting like a green goblin and assumed the cut had become infected. Cassander revealed this to Peter, revealing Eir spider powers in the process. Peter wanted to return to Alchemax but Cassander said no. The next day Harry asked Cassander to go out and eat dinner with his Dad (Norman aka green goblin). Harry ended up running out of that dinner cause his dad is a bitch. Little did Cassander know he was going to Alchemax because he had stayed after Cassander and petter had left the other night and discovered his dads lab. Norman asked Cassander to stay in the desert. He reluctantly agreed but things got tense and. Norman started acting strange, violent even, Cassandee ran away in fear accidentally stumbling upon Norman’s green goblin mask. He rushed home to tell Peter but when he got home Peter wasn’t there Cassander knew that he  had gone back to Alchemax. It was too late he had been killed by green goblin, Who Cas did not know was not Norman this time but Harry. Peter's death inspired Cassander to become Spider-Man. As spider man he often worked alongside police captain Gwen Stacy until she was ultimately killed when Cassander couldn’t save her. Norman Osborn as green goblin accidentally killed himself in a fight with spider-man who hid Norman was green goblin for Harry’s sake. Harry believed spiderman had killed him. infected by the goblin serum became mad hunting down spider man. The two ultimately found out each other's identities and it was revealed that Harry killed Peter not Norman. They’re relationship is on an indefinite break, but they haven’t technically broken up, it’s complicated. —————————————————————————

Other Cassander Outfits, I was too lazy to edit the pajamas

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Harold “Harry” Osborn “Green Goblin”

Unlabeled gender, He/They

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Peter Parker

Male He/Him

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DR. Chuwi Quispe Mamani

(This universe’s Dr. Strange)

Agender They/Them

————————————————————Aaron Davis

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[alienaiver]

Dermovat

Allen Walker x GN!reader with eczema

content: you work at the cafe where Allen's a regular. You're not sure if he's actually flirting with you or if he's just polite. Then you have a flare up of eczema on your face and it finally emboldens him to take it to the next step

tags: fluff, sfw, strangers to lovers, modern AU, coffeeshop AU, gender neutral reader, body positive and poc friendly reader, no use of y/n, eczema condition not specified but locations of it a little bit, barista!reader, getting to know each other and opening up, soft, unbeta'd, mentions of nasty experiences with former dates about bad eczema stereotypes and stigma

wordcount: 1.9k

notes: my psoriasis is flaring up rn... and i couldnt stop thinking about allen helping with ointments and then this idea came to mind and i just couldnt help making up the story on the bus yesterday!!! i hope you enjoy and that your skin isnt hurting too bad if you have eczema <3 also happy disability pride month, hope this brings a smile to someones face!!! <!!3

You’ve seen him in the cafe for well over six months now. He started showing up with just his laptop and a polite request for boiled water. Sometimes at the end of the month, he asked for tea. He always wears long sleeves and gloves.

If it’d been anyone else, you’d deduce he’s flirting with you. Allen calls you endearing names when you step by with a fresh cup, answers your curious questions about his choice of drink and the work he does, all with a handsome smile playing on his features as he rests his head in his palm. He genuinely seems to be enjoying the chats you share, and sometimes he’s the one who engages them when you pass him or if there’s a lull in customers.

There’s no rhyme or reason as to when he brings his friends – or when they simply show up unannounced – but it’s very clear by his behavior then that he might just be an extremely polite Englishman to strangers like you and nothing else.

There’s two friends – close, judging by how often you see them – that seems to bring out another side of him. A guy with a blond braid and a dark haired man with a high ponytail. They both seem tired and uptight in their own ways, and always nag Allen whenever they’re the ones stopping by. It seems he’s got an issue of procrastination, and they’re helping him. How much he actually wants that help, you’re unsure of. But based on the biting and complaints he throws at both of them, they’re not always welcome.

You’re scratching at the back of your neck by the hairline where your eczema is, as you observe him with a redhead today, joking around and laughing. His laugh is really beautiful. It’s light and airy and carries well in the cafe.

He has a peculiar scar on his face that you’ve yet to ask him about; you feel you’re being intrusive enough with your above-the-surface type of questions. You’re mostly curious because you have a feeling about it, but you can't be sure just looking at it and you don't want to assume.

He comes and goes, and sometimes you don’t see him for weeks, sometimes months, but he always comes back and looks positively delighted when he sees you by the register, telling you that he’s missed your voice or your smile.

You’re on the fence on reciprocating his advances. If he’s this different to you than with his friends, you wonder if there’s a reason for it. You’ve been burned and hurt before by men wearing masks.

He comes up to the register with his cup and the small plate you served a croissant on, and thanks you again for the day. His friend whistles and wishes you a good night, earning a slap from Allen and a scolding on the way out.

Two days later, you’ve gotten permission to wear a cap at work by your manager and the one customer you don’t want to see announces his arrival with the jingle of the bell. When you look up and see Allen, you wince. You timidly look down and when he comes up to the counter, he politely but with an unsure lilt to his voice, asks for a cup of boiled water and starts to explain. When you look up, confused as to why he’s explaining routine for you, his eyes light up with recognition.

“It’s you! I couldn’t see your face!”

You notice how he almost reaches out for you with his hands, but stops himself and clears his throat. Then he smiles and leans down so that he can get a better view of your face, “how are things? Is there a special occasion for the cap – if it’s alright that I’m asking?”

You sigh and avoid his gaze, trying your hardest to ignore the urge to pull the cap lower. You’re 97% sure that the cap is hiding the eczema that’s flared on your forehead, but the small percentage of fear makes you want to feel sure. He seems to notice your distress and leans away, “hey, sorry if I made you uncomfortable in any way. You don’t have to tell me at all, the hat suits you, too.”

The hopeful sheen in your eyes when you look up at him in shock makes him mirror your own surprise. “Did I say something wrong?” he asks, biting his lower lip. You shake your head, and hurry away from the register to make his cup. You’re too afraid to look back at him to notice how his eyes follow your every move, a smidgen of worry and curiosity filling him, too.

You want to talk more with him as you hand him the cup, but there’s a line behind him. You cock your head to the size to refer to it and he immediately apologizes upon realization with a slight bow as he goes for his seat. You mentally reprimand yourself for suddenly being so stunted in your communication with a regular. A regular you actually like.

But men have talked nasty about your eczema before, men you’ve dated. Said it might be a hygiene problem that you could fix, indicating it’s your own fault, or asking if you couldn’t do them the favor of covering it up with makeup – nevermind the fact that makeup would upset it even more.

There’s a lull in customers where you sigh out in relief. You’ve been stealing glances at Allen’s table all morning, keeping an eye on his cup, too. You decide to bring him his refill now, that you have time to talk, too.

“I’m sorry I was a little short this morning,” you start as you pour the water into the cup. He looks up from his laptop and the way his entire face warms up at the sight of you, makes your tummy do somersaults. There’s an innocence to him that radiates warmth, and when he asks if you have time to sit down, noticing the quietness, you decide to be bold and accept.

He closes the laptop halfway and pushes it to the side, “I shouldn’t have put you on the spot like that.” He says and apologizes. You nod, “it’s okay. I never wear caps at work, it was a change you noticed.”

He nods, “yeah but I promise I won’t push it! I don’t know what came over me, truly. I think I was just so excited to see a new side of you, or learn something new about you.”

You gulp at the bold choice of words, your fingers fidgeting under the table to stop them from going to your face in flustered embarrassment.

You smile and look down at the steam rising from his cup, “I have a flare-up right now.”

You expect him to look confused, quizzical or ask you to elaborate but his face seems to fall, “oh.”

You nod, “yeah, it doesn’t look… Well, personally I don’t think it looks that terrible, but I don’t want customers seeing or commenting on it.”

Allen nods and lets his hands go to his cup of water, wrapping around it and warming up his gloved fingers. He’s quiet still, so you continue, “it’s usually behind my ears and my hairline in the back of my neck... other places too, but I do flare on the forehead as well sometimes.”

You take a look around the cafe to make sure the few other customers aren’t looking, before you take the hat off. Allen follows your hands more than he looks at your head, but then he smiles like a lovestruck fool.

“Thank you… for telling me about that.”

You smile and put the cap back on, suddenly embarrassed by the hat hair. It’s not like people run away screaming from seeing eczema, but usually there’s a wince or a stronger reaction than what Allen’s giving you.

“Let me take you on a date.” he says and your back straightens and you feel yourself bristle.

“Eh?”

Is he joking with you?

He smiles as he looks down at his cup. You’re mesmerized by the slope of his nose as you find yourself admiring his features for longer than you should and while you don’t want to admit it, staring at his face makes you relax from his outrageous request. He then seems to decide something with a determined nod and starts to take off his left glove.

You follow the movement like you’ve been entranced. The gracefulness of his long fingers, the way the glove that hugs his hand so snug comes off at his tugging, and then the reveal of a dark, red hand and arm underneath the white fabric. His nails are painted black, but the scarring, the lumps and the cracked scaliness to his skin makes you clench your thigh underneath the table to compose your own reaction. You don’t want to be excited about learning someone else has eczema, Jesus Christ, you reprimand yourself.

You look at his face and his eyes are on the hand he’s rotating, a sad smile on his face. “I get it,” he says and sighs, before he starts to put on the glove again, “the scar on my face is eczema, too, but it reacts better to the ointments.”

You nod dumbly. Still unsure as to the correlation between opening up and asking you for a date.

“It’s embarrassing. Dates don’t want to hold my hands, they don’t want me to touch them or even their food if they find out. I’ve been trying to make myself ask you out for months now, but I’ve been so terrified you’d end up judging me if I were to show you.”

You suddenly can’t help but let out a laugh. It comes from relief at the situation, and you bend your head over the table as you let out a long breath. Allen looks at you with a confused smile, “are you… okay?” he asks unsure and you chuckle again before you look up at him, craning your neck to see him despite the cap.

“I’ve been so afraid of interpreting your flirting, because I was terrified you’d see my eczema one day and screech.”

Allen blushes, a deep and nice shade of red. Then he coughs into his hand and looks out the window, “so you knew I was flirting.”

You smile and reach for his gloved hands, making sure you’re gentle with the left, but still squeezing it nonetheless, “I had a feeling.”

He flinches at your touch but he doesn’t pull away, which makes you let out another sigh of relief, the situation still hitting you. You both let out nervous little laughs, holding hands.

You’re glad you showed him. You’re grateful he showed you, and now you feel that you can comfortably return his feelings. Allen seems relieved too, at the situation at hand. He suddenly starts pulling at your hands in his, and when he leans forward to kiss your knuckles, you think you’ll combust, heat crawling up your neck and to your face. You look down to hide your face with the cap and he whines, “that’s not fair. I wanna see the expressions you make.”

You’re about to say something in return, maybe something cheese if you’re feeling brave, but the jingle of the bell alerts you of customers, and you hastily get up and brush off your apron before you greet them. As you pass Allen you hurriedly whisper, “I’m off in two hours.”

He follows you as you walk up to the counter to take their orders, and he rests his chin in his palm, a lovesick smile on his features as he lets himself stare freely now that he knows there’s an actual chance to be had. He looks forward to getting to know you more.

[southernbluebellereader]

Could I request the 141 taskforce x reader with skin problems like eczema or psoriasis. If not maybe a x reader thats self conscious about their vitiligo

Little Butterfly

A/N: Hi Bestie! Thank you for this! Both my mother and I have psoriasis (mine's more limited to my scalp). But I'll include vitiligo as well. I'll do my best! Side note, I started writing something, but I overcomplicated it, so here is this. I'm sorry if it sucks lol

Master List (tag list at the bottom)

Task Force 141 (Price, Simon, Johnny, Kyle) x GN! Reader with Psoriasis & Vitiligo

Warnings: skin conditions; self-conscious; a sprinkle of angst; a sprinkle of fluff; and a whole lotta love; PLATONIC; SFW)

General Description of Appearance: Vitiligo patches on their temples, kinda looks like little (butterfly) wings, the rest is mostly on their back. Plaque Psoriasis is spread throughout their body (covers about 10% of their body, localized on their scalp, chest, and hands).

Captain John Price

The only one who knows the extent of psoriasis and vitiligo, because he's El Capitán.

Nicknamed you "Butterfly"

You hated that.

Stopped calling you that when you made a face.

He's the first to know when you have a flare up so you can spend the day resting, taking a saltwater bath, etc.

Has heard the words, but doesn't know squat shit about psoriasis or vitiligo, but it scares the shit out of him when you're out in the sun.

Always makes sure you got sunscreen, makes sure he has a bottle of SPF 75 on him and makes sure the rest of the team has the same.

Took way too long putting sunscreen on your back because he was looking at your vitiligo.

"Captain are you done yet??"

"o-Oh yeah, I'm done, sorry."

Helps you put ointment on your scalp

Got scared as hell when he saw you shed dead skin.

Gets on to you for picking on your skin, but is very much intrigued by it.

Keeps the rest of the team at bay in case they ask about your whereabouts or get onto you with nicknames or even ask you about your psoriasis.

Reads more about it. Probably knows more about it more than you do at this point, like Johnny.

Lt. Simon "Ghost" Riley

Like Captain Price, doesn't know squat shit about vitiligo or psoriasis

No. He genuinely doesn't know what either of those words mean until you asked him if y'all could stop by one of the nurse's stations to pick up some meds and overheard you talking to the nurse about your psoriasis.

He watched as you showed the nurse your hands and the back of your ears, seeing little red patches on them. He made a mental note of it, but didn't ask, despite his curiosity.

Noticed that you'd not show up to certain (de)briefings, or trainings. Didn't think of it at first, then asked Price about it, who just said not to worry about it.

Keeps calling you "Birdy" - also stopped when you made a face. Gives death glares that shoot lasers when someone else nicknames you anything remotely related to a bird, insect, or other winged creature.

Got really worried when he caught you in the gym alone and he saw the rest of your vitiligo and more of your psoriasis.

"Y/N, are you ok? Go to the doctor now."

"W-What, why?"

He pointed at your skin, "Doctor. Now."

"Are you serious? It's my psoriasis, Simon..."

"Your w-what?"

"Psoriasis." His eyes widened when you showed him up close. Then turned around and showed him your back, "Vitiligo. The medicine I picked up the other day is for my psoriasis."

Still confused. You briefly explained what they were and a lightbulb went off in his head.

Again still confused, but was more alert of how you behaved regarding the two, especially your psoriasis.

Shoved his bottle of sunscreen in your face that he got from Price when he knows y'all are going to spend a lot of time outside.

Barely lets you go outside when y'all are in Las Almas without getting on to you.

Sgt. Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

Knows exactly what psoriasis is, has a cousin that has it, so he's very familiar with it. But doesn't ask any questions.

Gives you weird ass advice about how to deal with it because he doesn't think the medicines you take for your psoriasis will actually help.

Like Price, freaks out when you shed dead skin

Unlike Price and Simon, does not call you a nickname and is ready to fight if someone looks at you sideways

Guard Dog

Will put sunscreen on you without you asking

Laughs at you when you get mad at him

"Yer skin is your biggest organ, Lad/Lassie, need to protect it."

If and when he accompanies you to pick up your ointments, he'll argue with the nurse or doctor to make sure you get the right one or that it's too strong, to it's not wrong enough.

Like he's ready to fight the doctor about it.

When y'all are bored, you let him color in the little vitiligo patches on your back - think "Elmer the Patchwork Elephant" by David McKee

Sgt. Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Also has no clue what either skin condition is, but is respectful and says nothing.

Caught you having a flare up and dragged you to the nurse, then felt bad when both you and the nurse scolded him,

Literally has no clue what to do - thus making you feel even more stressed out, which freaks him out even more

both of you are stressin

freaking out

Price has to come in and calm both of y'all down

Price put Kyle in a time out while he makes sure you're ok

Gets a booklet from Price to learn about psoriasis.

Apologizes, and asks a lot of questions and makes sure you're ok, especially when you have flare ups.

Still gets freaked out.

Does not want to help you with your ointment, but will watch when Johnny or Price helps you

Asks way too many questions

Thinks your vitiligo is cute - accidentally called you his little giraffe and Simon and Johnny nearly shot lasers out they eyes while Price covered your ears.

Kyle knows not to call you any nicknames. Doesn't even think it.

Like the others, will shot lasers out his eyes if anyone even thinks about calling you a nickname.

Literally thinks you're made of glass and sometimes forget you're a whole ass soldier.

Anyways.

Everybody:

Eventually

Against your will, but you just sigh and accept it

Your nickname will be "Butterfly"

Price will call you his/the team's "Little Butterfly" - we all know you're his Little Butterfly

Johnny and Kyle will call you "Fly" to mess with you

Simon will smack the back of their heads.

You are "Butterfly"

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[padawansuggest]

I am here to tell you a little story (don’t worry I’m no longer shaking I ate a bowl of ramen and got some drinks to replenish all the bathroom breaks) about eczema. I have pre-psoriasis on my elbows (got that one from dad’s side god they got the bad skin too) and red dots discoloring my biceps and a dry patch on my right wrist that I can’t get to go away. But the worst part?? I lean my right elbow against my thigh while I crochet most of the time. And because of that, I also have scales on that spot on my thigh.

I have other places like that on me, but my arms and now thighs are just. So bad. Well, last night I got this oil and it doesn’t have any chemicals or a single thing I’m allergic to in it. I put it on my biceps and elbows and today, my biceps are pale like the rest of my skin, barely any red dots (it used to embarrass me so much I thought I had bicep pimples okay my doc said ‘no that’s just VERY had eczema’) and I was told to put urea cream/lotion on it. Right now, my skin looks like I have put urea cream on it 3 times a day for a week. That’s how long urea takes to clear up my skin even this much. But now I have skin that looks half healed from all it’s issues.

I’m literally so excited about this oil, I told my gf and one of my BFFs about it cause eczema too, and I am screeching it’s so good. I even got it on dad’s back cause he has a dry patch he itches till it’s red and bad, and I’m covering any dry patch I find on my body now. Get the oil. It’s. So. Worth it.

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

6.23.24 Sunday

12:46 am

Still, have windblow...

I did a live stream in Tagged, hoping that my voice passed through or able to went in...

I still feel bitterish that I wanna leave Cavite but I know I can't... Unfair people here in this island of Philippines... There are some good Filipinose and bad Filipinose...

I mentioned my love for my cousin white on my Tagged Live awhile ago but hoping that I have voice on that stream...

7:15 am

Still,have windblow...

Uncle DD and Aunt Karen went out last night...

7:28 am

Still,have windblow...

Hydrocortisone is just for a week, an antibiotic cream but still if it is hot, it will go back these sweat rash... After hydrocostisone,will use this " Healmusz" it is a soothing cream for sweat rash or eczema due to sweat rash or any fungal infection even psoriasis...

I have to maintain a mositurizer as well on my sweat rash. Probably, a soothing cream of anything... Aside from these... Cetaphil or Soothing Gel can be used...

These creams are part of my borrowed or loaned, these coming from Lazadah...

The good thing about "Healmusz" it has a colloidal oatmeal which a treatment for itchy skin and rashes....

7:40 am

The discoloration I'm trying to figure out but it lessen on hydrocortisone but if my life is cheap like this, it will go back from time to time...

I should only work in call center coz it is the coldest office to work on that can heal my sweat rash...

This happens if your skin is a "skin of royalty or skin of artist or super senstitive skin"...

7:48 am

My son-dog is eating his breakfast and he loves waffles/ fluffy pancake...

8:07 am

Drinking my coffee...

Bittersweet= Bitterish

Why did you get married,cousin white??? Shit... My life is nonsense now here....Some Filipinose is damaging me...

8:15 pm

It is a dream that you can't have coz of this flatten situation.... Dying for nothing... Aging being nothing... Bitterish!

8:23 am

Not my ideal life here....

I love my cousin-white...

Hating this unfair trap on me here in Cavite? They removed me in "work-force"...

I need money and job and future... I feel bitter!!!

8:40 am

This is "demonic magic"...

There is true magic! Believe me,there is...

9:23 am

This Uncle Jun is starting to be a hidden truth but fakers, now cleaning the kitchen supposed to be I will wash my clothes... Then,he is reacting to throw stuff that I buy from lazadah... Then he will plan to sell it coz we are just only 3 of us me,him and my nana which is scary not my ideal life with him...

This is Uncle DD is a branded twin here beside us... Crazy situation...

I hate it that DD is the baby here...

10:49 am

Uncle Jun is super caring on Uncle DD's sake... Hmmm....

10:54 am

Uncle DD got their old rattan chair...Very bonjing...

11:01 am

I can't take these bonjing and seller of these house or family....

11:17 am

Uncle Jun or Uncle DD wanted to bring our stuff in their HQ....I said we can't buy new stuff here... If there will be a new stuff then we can release the things here...

My lazadah stuff are just representation but I still wanna buy a branded stuff... I have an airfryer from Lazadah and blender as well... Gets?

If I will visit thier fucking HQ I will buy them brand new stuff... Me first not anyone.... If I have money by that time to visit their fucking HQ!

11:23 am

Uncle DD,Uncle Jun and Kuya Bong...

12:42 noon

Still,have windblow...

I feel bitterish... I need money and job... I wanna leave Cavite but I know I can't...

I hate some FilipiNOSE angels... I wanna travel and I wanna have future, I really want my cousin-white!!! ( double meaning ) GRRRR!!!

I feel embarass for 17 years, they just put me in the center of embrassment! Some FilipiNose discredit my college diploma.. I feel angry 17 years!

They removed me here in the work-force!

We need extra efan here,Grrrr!

1:07 pm

I hate this Bonjing for asking if my air-fryer is still working.. Of course yes and I'm using it if I have money to cook there or bake...

That is my first air-fryer angels!

1:10 pm

I'm super self-pitying coz they made me poorish ... I feel embarass coz of my situation and our situation here... The original stuff in the house are all gone and the new stuff are my stuff which I bought from Lazadah coz it is my starter stuff or a symbolism of a bettter future...

Like I want a much more branded brand of airfryer... I want a nose perfection ( double meaning ) Grrr! I feel self-pity!!

3:21 pm

My gcash is hacked as well and I hate the group of INC who can hack... It is just loan and I can't ope... INC are traitor... Group ofJoshua Ortoya perhaps and the people in savemore...

3:34 pm

Gcash sent me a message to turn off the developer option... But if I'm going live in Tagged to be able my voice can pass through on video or on Tagged, I should turn on the developer...

Weird! I ordered stand fan coz I need efan here... John needs efan as well... We can't fix the bigger ac coz they don't have extra money even the Bonjing's group.... Uncle Jun is assisting on food and that's the only thing that he can assist here... He is using my efan coz 2 efan are already dead here....

Now,thank God I was able to order a stand fan lazadah brand but I know it will be good like my air-fryer and blenders here.... But looking forward to buy a much more higher brand again like Asahi stand fan...

I need to clean my room, I need efan, I have sweat rash...

4:07 pm

The lazadah should give the desk fan around 400 not more than 500 these brand orofan, golden eagle & crown... For beginner's luck brand. They made it 500 pesoses up angels!

5:14 pm

I ordered John his golden eagle desk fan 16 inches neon green, big leaf... It is better to take precaution than to be late....

5:22 pm

I still need to buy John his diaper cloth washable, I think I need 6 to 7 washable or more... So,that he will not mess around the house... He will poops on the floormat but the peeing it is somehow hard to train him on the floormats coz peeing for them means they are getting that spot as their territory...

If I marry someone has money I need a disposable diaper for John, I think for 24 hours John needs 7 to 8 diapers per day...

5:32 pm

I'm out of money on the loan that I got... I need Ely again for my coffee and toiletries...

I don't like them here ( Uncle DD & Uncle Jun ) for pulling me down and I will cry if I can't have my retinols and lotions...

5:43 pm

I don't like Uncle DD for being fakers as well they don't care about my original upbringing, my original toilteries even the basics they didn't help these past months, for about a year???

This Uncle Jun only foodish he can assist me... I want a nose perfection.

7:21 pm

Still,have windblow...

I hate being flatten... Nobody wants me or they are with someone that I want a pretty face and able to speak English...

Why, I can't get a bf who can speak English and handsome aside from my cousin-white.... I want a cute face now angels...

9:31 pm

Still,have windblow...

I feel bitterish doing my laundry manually though with gloves it is bitterish... I'm losing my entity as Barbie...We have washing machine but we are not using it coz we are on thrift... Watching "cottage fairy" while washing my clothes.

I wanna go back to gym.. I miss to be the center of my friends and some good new friends but I want me prepared, not this way...

I still feel bitter that my actual cousin-white is already married and I hate being trap here in Cavite...

I feel fat,ugly and wrinkled without any history... I have complex... I miss having attention. I really wanna do nose perfection coz I lost my future already and I wanna recover it...

I really, really feel ugly these days... It's hard for me to find a bf... My main point of saying life would be simple supposed to be with my cousin-white, it doesn't mean simple cheap. I mean simple coz I can have a future now and start to have a better life with him...

For sure my cousin white and I will have the same point of view since for sure they are middle-class and we were middle-class that I can't go back... I was spoiled, nicely spoiled...

11:09 pm

Rinsing my clothes, I guess it is not an obstacle on their door and to their spaceship here. Uncle DD and Aunt Karen went out already even Harvey...

That's their door... The brown new door...

[zoros-bandana]

Zoro Comfort - Skin Flare Up

(SFW)

Warning: none - just fluff of one simpy green haired swordsman

Word count: 600

(a/n: my skin has been flaring up because of the heat right now and I could use some soft simpy marimo comfort to take my mind off it so this goes out to my fellow eczema/dermatitis/psoriasis sufferers)

_______________________________________________

You sat down on the floor, your body crawling with a burning itch you just couldn’t quite reach. Tears were welling in your eyes with frustration, knowing you couldn’t reach all the areas on your body that stung. No matter how hard you itched, the pain wouldn’t budge, your skin growing with a now flared pink covering. Someone grabbed your hands, pulling them to them in a soft grab. You looked up, foggily, but still managed to see the tuft of green hair in your view, making you know who it was. “Hey, it’s alright” his voice low and comforting, “I noticed you were struggling before at lunch so I ran you an oat bath to calm down your skin”. His large thumb stroked your hand, rough against you. You nodded, a soft whine parted from you as he carefully got you up, a strong arm around your shoulders. He led your shaking body to the bathroom, shutting the door gently behind him. “Did you want me to stay and help?” He offered, turning away as your undressed yourself. “Please” you mumbled, slipping the last bit of clothing off your body. You stepped into the bath, the cold, almost lukewarm water soothing the heat that radiated off your skin. You sighed, shutting your eyes as you leaned back, your body slowly relaxing into the water. Your eyes fluttered back open when you heard a splash opposite you, your eyes casting on Zoro as he slipped down into the bath, carefully moving your feet to the side. He held a wash cloth in his hand and dunked it briefly under the water, wringing out some of the moisture. “Turn around for me, I’ll get your back” he ushered his fingers in a spinning motion. You obeyed, turning to face the wall, your back to him. He moved your hair off your back, carefully placing it over your shoulder, and gently wiped the cloth over your back, soothing the area. You sighed out in relief, the creaminess from the bath water sending a wonderful sensation over your skin as he wiped you down. He placed a kiss delicately on the back of your head, easing you up even more. He handed you the wash cloth for you to do your front and leaned you back into his chest, nuzzling his face into your hair. Once you were ready, he helped to get you up, ushering your towel to you, turning away again as you dried your body. “Moisturiser and a new set of clothes are over by the basin…” he pointed over his shoulder to an area nowhere near the basin, making you giggle. Once fully moisturised, you slipped on your clean clothes and turned back to him. You waited until he was fully dressed before clearing your throat, notifying him you were done, and he turned back to face you. “You want to come for a nap?” You nodded as he led you out of the bathroom and up to the crows nest. He sat down in the corner, his legs open, inviting you to sit in the open space between them. You crawled into the space, curling up against him, snuggling into his large muscular body. “I hate seeing you like that” he mumbled into your hair, pulling you closer to him. “You just look in so much pain”. “Yeah”, you agreed, burying your face deeper into his chest. “I will do anything I can to help you, okay. I never want to see you struggling”. He massaged your back, soothing you as you lulled off to sleep in his arms, soon forgetting your flared up skin.

[littlemissplumful]

My eczema, then and now. I'm feeling very emotional looking back at what my skin looked like exactly one year ago today. I had just stopped using my #topicalsteroids and was going through the withdrawal symptoms that come with that. I've really been struggling with my #eczema this week but seeing these photos pop up has reminded me just how far I've come. Severe flare ups like that used to be fairly frequent. Although I clearly still have bad times they're nowhere near as bad. The mental struggle is the same to be honest but at least now the pain is more bearable and it doesn't look quite as bad. To every single person who messages me about my skin condition whether you're going through the same thing or are offering me your sympathy, I appreciate you and thank you. Having my eczema crew on here is like a support network that I can lean on and also help in any way I can whether that's understanding the struggle or sharing what works for me. Eczema, #psoriasis & #topicalsteroidwithdrawal is a nightmare to deal with to be honest, so if you can relate to any of this I FEEL YOUR PAIN. We've got this 🙌🏼 #tsw (at London, Unιted Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTVGxjloa9Y/?utm_medium=tumblr

[getthebutters]

PMS* Rescue 🩸 w/ Sage, Epsom, Evening Primrose

A relaxing cream rub to help with irritability, tummy issues, cramps, excess water retention, tension, hot flashes, sleep issues, and all those disquieting symptoms of hormonal dysregulation.

A relaxing cream rub to help with irritability, tummy issues, cramps, excess water retention, tension, hot flashes, sleep issues, and all those disquieting symptoms of hormonal dysregulation.

Initially made for a friend who suffers from intense cramping, constipation, and insomnia when it's time for their endometrium to rip itself out each month. PMS* Cream has become an invaluable resource for those with wacky endocrine systems, menopause, PCOS, PMS, rough menstruation, folks on HRT, and others.

The idea is that you use PMS* RESCUE along with your heating pad, massage, etc. PMS Rescue simply works to helps smooth out the flow of everything mentioned above. In the immediate, it's incredibly smoothing, soothing, and mood evening. At the very least, you should feel the internal growl of discomfort lose its edge, which can be enough to get you through the day. For many, the topical application of sage, evening primrose, and neem, can also help to balance hormonal issues.

Typically a 2oz jar is enough for a month of irregular usage.

Shelf Life is 1 Year min.

100% vegan

Compare to The Honey Pot Soothing Body Balm 2oz for $35.99

Suggested usage: Apply over belly, lower back, any achy or bloated area and take a breather. Works well in conjunction with a heating pad or hot water bottle. Also works great as a bath melt.

Ingredients: Aloe, shea butter, olive, coconut, grapeseed, soy & palm oils, neem oil, & evening primrose Epsom salt,+ organic essential oils: peppermint, clary sage, lemongrass; guar bean powder, sea salt, apple cider vinegar, Vitamin E/C, fragrance, polysorbate 80

 How PMS* Rescue Active Ingredients Work:

Clary sage - Helps balance hormone production/regulate the endocrine system. Commonly offered as a treatment for menopause and PMS symptoms. Like basil, thyme, oregano, and other herbs, it’s also known for its ability to increase circulation, support the digestive system, improve eye health, and offer antibacterial/antifungal/antinflamatory properties through a species & region unique blend of fatty acids, vitamins, & other nutrients. Clary sage is also antispasmodic, meaning it smooths involuntary muscle movement, likely due to synergizing effect on the nervous system. This also effects cortisol and related stress levels; blood pressure, cholesterol, etc.

Lemongrass - Used as aromatherapy to relieve muscle pain, externally to kill bacteria, ward off insects, and reduce body aches, and internally to help your digestive system. Lemongrass essential oil is a source of essential vitamins such as vitamin A, B1, B2, B3, B5, B6, folate and vitamin C. It also provides essential minerals such as magnesium, phosphorous, manganese, copper, potassium, calcium, zinc and iron.

Evening Primrose - can help treat hormone/endocrine imbalances and associated problems in the body thank to its high concentration of gamma-linolenic acid (GLA). This includes acne, PMS, cervical mucus production (possibly sperm motility - more research needed), male pattern baldness, menopause, polycystic ovarian syndrome (PCOS), obesity/metabolic function, & spotting. It also helps sooth psoriasis, atopic dermatitis, rosacea, & eczema. It's also a powerful anti-inflammatory and has been used to treat a wide range of aches and pains caused by swelling, such as bloating, breast tenderness and cramping associated with PMS and joint pain in patients with rheumatoid arthritis.

Neem - rich in essential fatty acids (EFAs), triglycerides, vitamin E and calcium. Neem also stimulates collagen production, good for aging skin. Indeed, if used regularly, neem may help smooth wrinkles and fine lines while helping to prevent the signs of aging. Neem oil may prove to be a natural remedy for eczema symptoms — including dry, red, itchy skin — and be very soothing, but it will not cure the root causes for eczema. Neem oil has been used in traditional folk medicine and as a home remedy for acne because of the aspirin-like compound that helps rid the skin of bacteria.

Peppermint Essential Oil - Relieves tension and headaches related to it. Helps unclog your sinuses and works to clear mucus from your airways. Helps relax the muscles in the sinus cavity. Helps boost energy levels, improve alertness and memory. Helps settles upset tummy. Relieves itching and topical pains thanks to natural analgesic properties. Helps increase circulation and brings all the benefits that come with it. Decreases dandruff & skin flakiness. When used on skin, it boosts skins overall health.

Epsom salt - made of magnesium and sulfate - both easily absorbed through the skin and necessary for a healthy body. When used this way, it will help with pain relief,  relax the nervous system, soothe skin irritation, healing cuts, treating colds and congestion, and drawing toxins from the body. It will also help your body release toxins through sweat and on the porcelain throne.

 How The Butters OG Moisturizer Works:

Each of The Butters' ingredients was chosen for their unique properties. For pure, easy to absorb moisture, we have aloe. For extended release moisture, conditioning and protection from ashiness, I add shea. To give your skin essential vitamins and lipids we have coconut and grapeseed oil. To protect from the elements and give your skin time to fully absorb the thinner oils, we add soy and palm oil. To hold that moisture to your skin, balance shine and absorb sweat, we have guar gum. Finally, to make sure your pH balanced, deodorized, clean and shining healthily, I add apple cider vinegar.

 Nothing else you've tried will match the results or harmony that The Butters creates with the body. Inside and out, it works without worry. No one should be forced to choose between being ashy or greasy. Nor should we have to buy a menagerie of products at a hefty markup to help our body do its thing. The Butters works so well because it doesn't try to manufacture quick results; it supports and balances what you've already got.

 Note:

This is not a menstrual product "for women." This is made for anyone of any, all, or no genders who suffer from PMS or PMS-like symptoms - including those with PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome), rough menstruations, folks on HRT, etc. This isn't a medication. Ask your doctor if you're concerned about possible interactions.

  “…This for me, is pretty much a holy grail period product for me now and I don’t say that lightly. A product to help period cramps that’s GOOD? Where do I sign up?!..”

-Locks, periods and pleasure – Butters Hygeinics Co. Review – Life of Violet (becomingvioletgrey.com)

“…When I used this, I had some back pain and cramps. When I went to sleep, I rubbed this all over my lower back and pelvic area. The smell of this cream lulled me right to sleep and I slept amazing!”

-https://pinkspacelime.com/2020/04/07/the-butters-hygienics-pms-rescue-with-sage-epsom-and-evening-primrose/

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[auroracalisto]

if i post fluff or angst and it’s drastic please don’t mind

autoimmune and medical stuff tw below line

when i was little i was diagnosed with eczema. he told my mom that he didn’t want to say it was psoriasis because i was like. eight. but he said the possibility is there.

so now, i’m almost twenty, and i’ve visited a dermatologist. he said it could be psoriasis. he did a biopsy (and then i got my first set of stitches EVER) and i have another appointment may 10th. while he took the biopsy, he was like, “oh, wow, he’s gonna say it’s psoriasis.”

so like. now i’m super anxious. i’m hoping it comes back sooner and they call, but i’ve never had a biopsy before so i don’t know. but like. if i project into my fics. just. ignore it. LMAO

[akatsuki-celeste]

I can feel my anxiety medication wearing off so before I re-up it, because if ever there was a day that I just need to keep it going - I feel the need to scream into the void first. 

I haven’t talked about my personal life that much save for a few depressive, anxiety-fueled rants before, and maybe this is just one more of those but longer. But today was the last day in a long saga of days that has just made me....really question *everything*. It’s probably the closest I’ve ever felt to being absolutely done. 

So the last year and a half has been quite the roller coaster and occasional hell for me, as I imagine it has been for everyone else on the planet. Everyone has their own 2020 story to tell, everyone’s is important, so I haven’t made a huge deal out of mine. I’m luckier than most. So this isn’t a post where I’m going to go on and on about how rough I’ve had it, etc, etc. This is just going to be about...me. The facts, as seen by me. 

In March 2020, my work began efforts to roll out a remote work plan that I qualified to start early due to being immunocompromised thanks to a fun little auto-immune disease called ulcerative colitis. I’ve been diagnosed since I was 18, so basically half my life, and the medication I had been on then, Remicade, was one I’d been using for the last decade with absolutely no issues except maybe I get really tired and like naps afterwards. All of that went smooth. I felt relieved that I, at least, was going to be at home. One of my roommates, also a co-worker, was able to work out the same situation so we didn’t even need to deal with transportation for her until the official lockdown. 

And then a week - possibly less, my memory is hazy - my roommates (my then-best friend and her brother) got into a screaming fight of such epic proportions that I had an actual mental breakdown in the middle of (first for me). I remember hiding in my room with my laptop - I was still trying to work for some reason, I do remember eventually telling my boss I had a family emergency so I could log off - I remember calling my mother in a panic, and then I remember waking up at my parents’ house about 6 hours later and finding out that my mother had told my former roommates to gtfo, which I did not attempt to rescind (not at the time, because apparently I was there when it happened but I don’t remember this, and not later) because I knew living with them was no longer feasible for a number of reasons which I will not go into. I’m still dealing with five years of mental abuse and trauma on that one. 

By the first week of April they were gone, and I was able to busy myself for the next few months with making my place habitable for one person again, which was a good distraction. And then September came around and I started to notice these, well, patches on my skin. At first I thought it was just eczema or dry skin irritation, it happens sometimes. But with each month they got worse and worse, until December finally rolls around and the only conclusion anyone can come up with is that my trusty Remicade, which had successfully kept my UC in check for a decade, had finally decided to stop playing nice with my body and I was having a “psoriasis-like” reaction. So for the first time in a long while I was starting the medication shuffle again, steroid creams and a new UC medication that took nearly 4 months to get approved. I’m still not recovered even though I’ve been off of Remicade for 7 months now. It takes 6 months for that stuff to fully work its way out of a system, so the reactions didn’t stop until a few weeks ago and I’m still struggling to heal. I’d say it’s about 75% better than it was, but showers still suck, pants also suck, and I can’t tolerate temperatures higher than 70 degrees (hi summer, you suck). Also during this time I got the COVID vaccine (woo!) but seriously, if not for remote work I probably would have lost my job. I used up most of my sick leave in the beginning of the year because I couldn’t move without pain, even to sit at the computer for 8 hours. I also have a ton of PTO, but my boss told me that I couldn’t necessarily use it for sick leave (news flash for me) and again, could lose my job if I tried to use it too much. So trigger my anxiety. A lot. 

Fast forward. In one week my office is reopening for 50% capacity, which apparently means to upper management that we have to all work 3 days a week in office, 2 days remote, which doesn’t match the math but whatever. They’ve also stopped screening temperatures, have nixed the social distance requirement, and are only requiring masks for the unvaccinated - but aren’t requiring anyone to say whether they are or not. Needless to say, not exactly the best reassurance for my still-immunocompromised ass, not to mention the dress code will murder my skin. So I ask about continuing remote work and get told I need an ADA accommodation. Okay. I get the paperwork and pass it on to my GI; I was already on FMLA for my UC, figured this wouldn’t be that different. 

Except my GI has refused to sign the paperwork, saying there’s no medical reason for me to continue remote work. Despite still not being recovered from the skin reaction I got back in December from the Remicade, despite finding information that Remicade potentially interferes with the vaccine, I’ve been told to just adhere to social distancing and mask-wearing despite my employer not requiring that of anyone else. And with all the information about the delta variant coming out.... yeah, I’m scared. Probably paranoid, probably anxious. I have no idea how I’m going to get through a work day without having to medicate and I won’t be able to function if I have to do that. i see my psych before RTW-Day, but only a few days before. 

My last chance is that the dermatologist I’m seeing on Wednesday might be able to fill it out based on my condition, but at the moment I’m in a cycle of panic that I’m going to be told it’s Not That Bad and not get taken seriously. Which is a feeling I’ve been having a lot lately. I know it’s partly the depression and anxiety ramping itself up, but I just don’t know what to do now. All I want to do right now is press the restart button. Sell my place, relocate to a new place so radically different from where I am now that I can’t even compare it, start over. Get a puppy, write a novel, not be in $33k worth of debt. This wasn’t where I’d hoped to be at 36, and now it feels like it’s going to be another 5-6 years before I can get there. If I can get there. It seems like another lifetime. 

Anyway. That ends my void screaming. TLDR, I have to start working in the office again in a week, I’ve been told by my GI that my auto-immune disease doesn’t qualify me for an ADA accommodation to keep working from home, my anxiety is now living with me instead of me living with it, and my last shot is a dermatologist I’ve never met before. 

[captainsteveamericarogers]

I’m never going to meet a guy anywhere near to what Chris is like he’s honestly my ideal guy in all areas. Doesn’t help that I’m ugly, short and currently struggling with bloating due to stress and also have eczema and anxiety 💔😩

Okay, no. Just no. Stop. The only thing that makes a person ugly on the outside is being ugly on the inside. Lots of people have eczema or acne or psoriasis, or any number of other complaints, and I guarantee you they are not all single! There is someone out there for you, I promise. It might not be Chris Evans, sadly, because there’s only one of him, but he’ll be someone who adores you and makes you feel like the most amazing person on earth.

Alright, storytime. I don’t tell this to many people and I know there will be people I’m friendly with who will read this and be surprised.

I was in a relationship with a guy for almost two years. For the first 18 months or so, we were happy and I thought he might be “the one” and I started to wonder if we’d end up getting married and what my life would be like. Then he got fired from his job (gross misconduct) and overnight he turned into the biggest dick ever. He’d make racially derogatory remarks about my appearance (I’m biracial), and tell me he was only with me because he wanted to know what it would be like to be with a black woman (those aren’t his exact words but we’ll go with that). He started to get physically aggressive and I tried to leave him a number of times, but he’d cry and beg and just be really pitiful and make me think it was all my fault. So I stayed. At night I put my hair in a braid, and I woke up one morning to find he’d cut off my braid in the middle of the night. About 24 inches of very carefully looked after, glossy curls, just gone. I was distraught. I cannot tell you how violated I felt. Even typing it out makes me cry. My hair is my pride and joy. He said that I was with him and I didn’t need my hair to attract other men anymore.

I left that day. But for months, I was terrified. My hair started to fall out. I had patches of eczema on my face and scalp. I was piling on the pounds. I felt like absolute shit. For three years, I didn’t date anyone. Gradually, things went back to normal and my hair grew back slowly and I wasn’t thinking about it every day, but still I didn’t want to date. I leant heavily into my Chris crush. H E A V I L Y. He was my imaginary boyfriend and I didn’t need anyone else. He was always there when I needed him, he never said the wrong thing, he never let me down or hurt me. I built him up so big in my mind that no real man could match up to him. Nobody would ever be good enough for me but Chris.

About 18 months ago, I was at work. I went out for lunch, to the sandwich shop I always go to. There was a guy in front of me who I’d seen before but we’d never spoken. He turned and smiled at me a couple of times and I smiled back. He was hot! Then, when I got outside, he was there, nervously pacing a bit, and he asked if he could take me to dinner sometime. He turned out to be the most amazing man I have ever met in my life, even better than imaginary Chris. He makes me feel like I’m the only woman alive. Just 19 months ago if you’d told me I was about to meet a man who I would let in, who would fill me to the brim with love, I would have laughed in your face.

Love will find you in the most mundane place when you least expect it. Until then, look after yourself. Find something positive about yourself or your life every day. Even if it’s, “Well, I guess my toes aren’t that bad.” Find something to be happy about or grateful for. Go easy on yourself, you deserve a break. 

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

6.5.23

8:28 am

Uncle Jun is up already, preparing going to the forest of Georgia'Z....

Last day of food providence/cover/sharing or bridging of Uncle DD from Aunt Teresa...

I need to take note here every words and act of Uncle DD coz sometimes he is reversing me but now he is successful on making their gateway here for his own personal ambition to smash the people here ( most specially me)...

Back to Back story:

Uncle Jun, changed his ways for 2 months now (I guess it's been 2 months now) that he is always reporting to the forest everyday... Like what I said change of pattern...

In the Nutshell: is it blind item??? GUILTY OR NOT GUILTY???

Who knows? Who done it???

There are some sisterhood that you think your sister, she makes sure she will be closer to you, saying things negatively about me at my back or at the back-stage... A fake sisterhood but having the power to control people in a way, that I wonder why... Linking words to the other hq? ( probably...) texting on someone that supposed to be my link... But this sisterhood is kinda a plastics sisterhood, she is a killer coz she will be closer... She is an inches away from me,perhaps...

8:45 am

Uncle Jun just went out going to the baranggay, not saying a thing here ( another change of behaviour)...

Me? Drinking my first cup of coffee...

I still wanna buy starbucks everyday... I carry this load of having "deep smiles lines"....I'm not happy and I'm not ohkay ( I hope and pray that angels will take my emotions seriously here).

9:09 am

My ideas of doing our "world war 3" THE RULES!

It is my "Pinterest" ... click or press it the picture below ( to see angels )...

2:58 pm

Relaxing after lunchie... Drinking coffee... I wanna leave the hometown... I have very low self-esteem...

I wanna do collagen on parts that I need to have it... Plus, this is a load for me aging for nothing...My deep smile lines is one of my self-pity now... I need a self-fulfillment... I wanna leave the hometown, I need money and I wanna buy stuff...

3:15 pm

I feel hurt that nobody likes me now... What am I gonna do? I'm no longer attractive and I'm hurting that they just planned to fade me and to have lines for nothing...

I wanna be impressive on men that I like or a woman who is single should be impressive on men in a way... Another thing that I carry with me... I feel bitter...

In the Nutshell:

I hate women who are so interfering on someone's life to the point that I can't be seen coz they took away the attention and they always use me that these women care for me...

I hate men who thought that I'm just a child....Even we are an adult, we still have that child-like character within us coz it is part of who we are...

Why would someone say that I'm just a child they can't see the woman on me...Ouch! Don't you dare say hi to me or don't come near me!

4:39 pm

I feel bitter... I need money and beauty and self-fulfillment...

6:05 pm

Uncle Jun is here already and I'm having windblow trap....Still, self-pitying and wanna leave the hometown...

6:49 pm

I went to "Pure Mart" this afternoon, I just bought a sugar & coffee mate for my coffee....My last coins....Whew!

I saw the black guy there,one of the employees got a skin disease....When he approached the cashier coz "Katrina" ( other employee ) asked something from him... When the black guy employee went on the cashier I saw both of his hands are having scaly rashes...

I think it is psoriasis or eczema....As a good person, I just told Katrina to put some remedy on that coz it can spread on his entire body. Katrina told me don't worry it is not contagious...I said ohkay but I looked at the black guy he keeps on scratching his arms... So, I think he needs to stay at home for while... He needs a check-up...

7:13 pm

Me? I have trapped hair follicle on my right armpit... But I can put a remedy and will need to bleach it... It is just small...

I need a partner who can be supportive of me coz I wanted to laser my armpit.... But I had laser it twice but still I need 4 to 5 laser treatment...

9:20 pm

Still,considered as summer....It is so hot so people don't have ac or we have ac but we are not allowed to open it due to tight budgeting, we are all prone to skin diseases, skin irritation, skin breakouts or rashes... So, sad to be poorish...

So, this is not my ideal life... I miss going to gyms and I feel ugly now coz nobody likes me that I wanted... So, sad and bitterish...

I wanted to leave the town....To get some progress with camels and donkeys, get some collagen and kick medicines... As much as I wanted to go to dream land, I'm not focusing on that... I wanted to go to the place where there is snow, I hope and pray even in asia hahaha but I'm ohkay with donkey and camel as long as they will treat me nice plus my starbucks everyday...

10:08 pm

I hate the windblow trap... They made me feel fat and ugly... They took away my college diploma...

I wanna gain new men's friends who can pull me up but I can't exist... I feel fat and ugly...I badly need a support system on mature and pretty men but I can't exist...

[notyouraverageitch]

Intro

Hello! I’ve begun this blog as a record of my encounters with eczema. The accounts I found on the internet were of very extreme cases where the person was unable to function normally due to the severe state of their skin. Mine is more so ugly, somewhat painful, and a daily nuisance, but not life-threatening or the end of a normal lifestyle.

I first noticed some small itchy spot which appeared to be eczema after a quick search on the internet around three years ago. I have no idea what started it. (Side note: I had a dairy allergy as a kid, but it’s more like a sensitivity now. Eczema and psoriasis also seem to run in my family a bit?) It was likely most aggravated/spread by the talc powder inside nitrile gloves that I used nearly daily for many months about two years ago; the majority of the spread was on the backs of my hands, but I also had spots that quickly grew on the tops and bottoms of my elbows. (The parts that are neither the pointy elbow bone part nor the crease that folds over.) Everything was clearly made worse by my incessant itching, sometimes even while sleeping, but commonly when stressed out over studies or something else.

Through embarrassment and the desire to not have my hands sting all the time, it got better last year summer. I spent nearly three months in a location with high humidity, lots of sunshine and the ocean. I usually suffer through very dry and cold winters that make my skin worse. But the problem is that this summer, even though the texture isn’t so bad and there aren’t as many ugly, red, open sore-type problems, the spread is probably as far as it has ever been.

I tried using creams prescribed by my dermatologist, but they only seemed to make my skin much weaker, thinner, and prone to big injuries if scratched. I was also concerned about using such strong steroid creams. I was prescribed to only use them for a short amount of time before taking a break, but it wasn’t enough to really help my skin. I’ve decided to pursue solutions that aim to solve the root of the problem, rather than putting a bandage on the problem by treating the most visible and most painful symptoms.

**Things I know should help:

-reduce stress (easier said than done?)

-drink more water every day

-keep skin moisturized, especially after highly-drying events (i.e. a hot shower)

-do not scratch, do not touch, do not think about eczema

-use those long kitchen gloves to prevent washing hands so much when cooking/cleaning

**Things that might be helpful:

-consume less dairy products (they seem to cause flares)

-promote gut health and good bacteria

-when it’s cold, keep the skin covered; when it’s warm, allow for some sunshine?

**Things I’ve heard are helpful for other people:

-avoid certain foods that promote inflammation (sugar, super spicy/salty foods, foods that contain lots of ‘heat’)

-taking probiotics

-taking fish oil

-using a variety of moisturizers (so far only one is consistently good for me)

I will continue to freely update this blog as I learn more and more about my eczema, and I can only hope some of the things I do to help my eczema calm down might be useful for you too. I’m not a trained professional, so everything I try is just an experiment.  I wonder if it will be too gross to look at pictures, or if that would be helpful... Please feel free to message me if you have any questions!

[cosmo-gonika]

I had the worst day. My eczema and psoriasis is acting up so bad because it's cold outside. Underneath my thumb and index finger nails are itching so bad. My only option is to jab them gently with my other nails. I ate some french fries and salt got down in them and they been burning all day. Even washing my hands in hot water is making them burn. I get home and I trip first thing coming in the door way and I spilled my hot chocolate. The only good thing is I got to watch Mandalorian again.

That sounds like a “litte shits that happens all day” kind of day! Those are just the ones you wanna go back to bed and do nothing. I know them very well but at least nobody died! :)