Experience Tumblr Like Never Before
I live with atopic dermatitis. There's no way to cure it, you can only compensate.
I remember when I believed in God, as a child, I wished for my birthday and new year's Eve only one thing - to be healthy, to stop being sick with it. But it was all in vain. When I was 14 years old, I had already stopped believing in God. I was offended that I was given this disease. I didn't know why I got it.
When I entered the university, my condition was getting worse. I had permanent cracks, itching, and frequent but brief bleeding on my hands. This new year, I've managed to get my skin back to almost normal. But now it's all coming back. As it turned out, atopic dermatitis depends on stress. I'm neurotic and I get nervous all the time.
Now I am forever in this limbo of blood and pain. Nothing and no one can save me.
I remember (from childhood) how I prayed on holidays, as my grandmother said that God would hear my prayers. No matter what treatment I chose, it all came back.
I'm just a mistake