Both you and I, we are just people. Whether your reading my blog for yourself, your child, a friend, or significant other, we are all just people seeking help, understanding, information, and above all.. We’re all just looking for someone else who can know what we’re experiencing with eczema.
I have to remind my readers I am not a doctor. I’m not trying to say whatever I write on this blog is matter-of-
fact. If anything, I want people to know my story and feel like they’re sitting in the same room with me, having a chat about this thing that defines so much of our lifestyles. I want people to read this blog and feel comfort in knowing healing is possible. I want people to read this and think, “Maybe my life doesn’t have to be this way.”
I had to start this blog for a new media class I’m taking at a CSU, but it turned out to be such a good opportunity to voice who I am. It was my outlet to express what I’ve been holding inside all these years of shame I’ve felt. I don’t have to be ashamed and neither do you. I feel so incredibly vulnerable writing this blog, but I’m doing it because it’s the right thing for me.
I dedicate this blog to my sister, Dianne, and to Nick. Dianne, for nursing my wounds even when I thought she would be disgusted. For loving me and for never judging me. For picking me up when I felt like it would never get better. Thanks for your blind faith, even when I had none. To Nick, for giving me the strength and confidence to write this. For your encouragement, support, and for your trust. For knowing I had the ability to do this, even when I believed I couldn’t.