beauty, black skin, eczema, skin, skincare

silly questions and silly answers

What did you do to your hands?

There’s a saying in my house. If you ask a silly question, you’ll get a silly answer.

Over the years my brother and I have put this theory to the test many times. Asking our mum and each other many a silly question, not to mention repeating the saying over and over like a religious verse.

Now that I think about it, the saying probably started as a way for my mum to get some peace from her hyperactive and curious kids.

It did the trick in the end though.

We learnt a lot. We learnt not to ask ‘why Y is a crooked letter’, not to ask ‘why the ground was called “ground” and not the “floor’, and definitely not ‘why “0” could be called zero, oh and nought when other numbers only had one name… (this seemed unfair to me but anyway)

As I grew up I quickly realised the outside world didn’t work as well as we did. The rule no longer applied. And when people asked me stupid questions, I couldn’t give them the imaginative stupid answers I was accustomed to giving. People wanted genuine answers even to the stupid questions.

So whenever I went somewhere new I had to face the same questions over again. Things I’d considered pointless like:

  • what is that on your hands?
  • does it hurt?
  • how did you get it?
  • can you wash it off?
  • is it contagious?
  • did you burn yourself?
  • oh right it looks sore, is it sore?

Questions, I never had to answer before.

Instead of saying I had magical powers or you know just lying about it I’d answer…

It’s just eczema, I was born with it.

Then I’d get the common ‘eczema, what’s that?’

Or even sometimes, ‘Ohh I had that when I was a baby but I grew out of it.’

The reality is eczema, is one of the most common skin conditions in the UK.  Research shows although the majority of children grow out of it by the time they’re 16 years old, 1 in 12 adults still suffer.

According to my own internet searches it’s also common among African-Americans. But I can’t find any specific cultural research in to Black, Asian and Ethnic minorities with dermatitis on either side of the pond.

SO where is all this information? And where are all you party people out there like me??

No it’s not ideal, it’s not feminine, nor sexy but it’s very common and people with the condition aren’t talking about it. So I am talking about it.

I am one of the millions of eczema sufferers in the UK. I have dark, ashy, cracked, itchy, patchy misbehaving areas of skin called eczema. I have done for over 20 years.

I’ve decided to stop hiding. So if you want to ask me anything, I’ll do my best to give you a genuine explanation.

And in the spirit of fairness silly questions are allowed

– sometimes x

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Welcome

Welcome to my new blog, dedicated to eczema and dark skin.

As a sufferer of eczema since birth I want to make others aware what it is like to live with this condition.

Granted it’s not serious, skin conditions don’t stop you from physically living a normal life. They don’t stop you eating, drinking, having a family but it can impact you in ways you don’t realise. It’s not all doom and gloom I am going to explain through personal experience and use my very many talents to speak with people with the same condition and how its effected them.

In this blog I’ll be talking about some misconceptions about eczema, skin care regimes, make up, emollients, steroids vs. natural treatments, lotions as well as what life has been like for me as black female with eczema.

I hope to relate to people out there with the same condition and also educate those who may have darker skin and can’t find information for their skin type.

Over the years I’ve come across a number of different remedies people have recommended. Although I feel like I’ve heard almost every suggestion at least twice already, I’m open to testing out products. In fact I aim to test a few for a trail period to let you know how I get on. So if there is anything you think I should try I’m all ears.

There’s a famous saying about black skin, that ‘black doesn’t crack’ but I’m here to tell you it does. And I’m living proof.

Welcome

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