When I was a smaller version of me, at the beginning of the summer I used to break out in little water blisters all over the backs of my hands. I would scratch as was my nervous wont, and that would make it all 10 times worse. Eventually, my own shyness about my zombie-like crackwhore-esque appearance made me all the more self-conscious and thus with the more scratching.
I haven't had it happen in well over 10 years until this last week... there was one spot or two a few years back but it was minimal at best.
I mentioned it to my mom because I knew she had the same problem as a kid and then off and on into adulthood. She swears it is anxiety/stress related since after she got rid of a big bit of anxiety in her life it never happened again.
I always connected it with summer and the heat (I'm ridiculously susceptible to heat things since I tend to run hot), but after she said that, it was always at about the same time end of the year grades would come out as well. I would make myself sick with worry and my stomach would be 8 levels of horrors all twisted into several knots.
I never really made the connection.
Now it is as though I am 10 years old again and that's kind of an odd feeling to rush back to.
Guess I gotta figure out what's bothering me...
Oh.. that big angry pink spot on my index finger is actually a burn that I scratched. Old habits die hard I guess.
Sorry to be personal Flickr.. but you know... these things happen.
UPDATE: Found out from the dermatologist that this is dermatitis brought on by stress. Turns out my mom was right for once. Huh. It went away on its own for a while but due to complications of a worrisome sort they've sort of returned off and on. Oh well.


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