We were at Six Flags ready to get on a roller coaster. While waiting in line, he started to get close to me and rub my arms because he thought I was cold.
At that point… I was so embrassed. I didn’t know what to say. I felt like I was going to cry. It was a long ride that is for sure.
KP didn’t really bother me until that point in my life but after that horrific episode… I became totally self conscious and obsessed with it.
I went to dermatoligist after dermatoligist, over 10 in all, hoping that one would say… "Just take this and your skin will be clear". But they all acted like it wasn’t a big deal, told me to live with it, wrote me a script for a useless skin cream, and made me feel like I was wasting their time.
All the while I was becoming more and more depressed that this skin condition was controlling my life.
I’d would even get mad at the weatherman for saying it was going to be sunny and 80 degrees out tomorrow so that… Read more…
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