That’s right. Tackling and busting the hardcore issues one by one. This is a topic I’ve been wanting to get off my chest for a long time. (Turns out it’s easier said than done. And I guess it should be “atopic”…)
Feel free to join me as I delve into the unknown in order to determine whether Everybody’s Favourite Mild Skin Condition is turning people into pariahs. Discovering the extent of the deep psychological impact. Or whether there is any at all.
I’m not making any promises. This lighthearted report into a field I have done no real research on may never come to fruition. I’m simply giving you all a bit of food for thought. Especially as this is an issue close to my heart (metaphorically and otherwise).
I shall begin with a quote. Namely because I have nothing else to do other than to rummage and traipse through books looking for relevant stuff then painstakingly type it out (it sometimes goes by the name of procrastination).
From Class A (the CHERUB series) by Robert Muchamore:
James sat at an empty desk in the middle. This seriously weird kid sat next to him. He was tall, but stick thin. His uniform was small and his walk was bizarre, like he was trying to move in twenty different directions at once.
Upon first glance this seems like a typical passage from a typical novel aimed at teenagers. So, you may ask, what’s the relevance? Well, my impatient friend, I urge you to read on.
[The “seriously weird kid”] stooped over the desk and began frantically scratching the back of his hand. A snowstorm of skin flakes drifted onto the table in front of him.
'I've got eczema,' Charles explained noisily. 'It gets worse in the summer when I sweat.'
So this eczema sufferer (I’m coining the phrase ‘eczmatics’) is the “class loser”. Great. What hope is there for the rest of us? But don’t worry. I’m not too offended, after all I’ve got pretty thick skin (heh).
Well, if you took the time to peruse this short, rather meaningless piece, rife with bad puns and consisting of simply one example with no actual analysis of anything, I hope it’s given you lots to think about. Everyone’s desire is to feel comfortable in one’s own skin. Eczmatics, I’m afraid, often don’t have that luxury.
Q: Why did the eczmatic become a dermatologist?
A: Because he knew the subject like the back of his hand.
It’s National Eczema Week this week! Hence the post.
(Author’s Note: This literary masterpiece was written without the intention to offend. The author is keen for the reader to know that she is a confirmed eczmatic and supports National Eczema Week in their efforts to raise awareness. Furthermore, just don’t take any of this seriously. Except the eczema part. Because eczema is always serious. Thanks.)
haha. remember when i used to come on tumblr?
- Nick Fury: I'd like to know what Loki did to turn two of my best agents into his personal flying monkeys.
- Thor: ...Monkeys? I don't understand.
- Captain America: I do!
- Nick Fury:
- Captain America:
- Nick Fury:
- Captain America: I understood that reference.
I don’t think we take enough time to appreciate the periods in our life when our noses aren’t runny. Is your nose runny right now? No? Think about that. Honestly reflect on it. Enjoy this era of peace. There are dark times on the horizon