I Looked in the mirror once again. Really? Not again. My face is covered in red marks, unknown red marks. I knew something wasn 't right but there was nothing I could do. 7.50 am, and I had to leave the house by 8, no time to even attempt to cover my face: concealer, foundation, powder nothing worked. Bulging redness, warm and itchy, dry but with a bizarre glisten to it. It was time to accept I was going into school with no way of covering my face. This was the fourth or fifth time, after many unsuccessful doctor visits with no idea what the cause was, even my friends noticed I was different, less confident, talked less, trying to draw as little attention to me as possible, I wanted to be hidden, invisible. I felt extremely uncomfortable whenever I spoke to anyone, knowing
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Today was the day. I was getting the results.
Polymorphic Light Eruption.
What? I asked, the doctor repeated. I had no clue what she was going to say. An allergy to the sun. Of course. Thats just what I needed the day before I jetted of for three weeks in Dubai. I was in shock. How could I be allergic to the sun? I never had any previous problems. I could be in the sun for five minutes and tan, but now I had to hide from it. The stress turned to anger, I was not happy I wanted it all to be over. All i wished for was to be told to take some pills and it would all go away and my skin would be perfect.
No, of course thats not what happened, I felt even more sad that I originally did, knowing that their wasn 't an instant cure only pushed me back, I knew the process would be long but not this long, however it made me realise that its not just me that gets anxious about results of any kind, and many people build up the nerves as its a natural reaction We all get stressed over the unnecessary anticipation.
I was spending my days indoors, away from any contact with the sun. Pretty much ended my social life. My holiday was ruined, having to hide away in the
Today was the day. I was getting the results.
Polymorphic Light Eruption.
What? I asked, the doctor repeated. I had no clue what she was going to say. An allergy to the sun. Of course. Thats just what I needed the day before I jetted of for three weeks in Dubai. I was in shock. How could I be allergic to the sun? I never had any previous problems. I could be in the sun for five minutes and tan, but now I had to hide from it. The stress turned to anger, I was not happy I wanted it all to be over. All i wished for was to be told to take some pills and it would all go away and my skin would be perfect.
No, of course thats not what happened, I felt even more sad that I originally did, knowing that their wasn 't an instant cure only pushed me back, I knew the process would be long but not this long, however it made me realise that its not just me that gets anxious about results of any kind, and many people build up the nerves as its a natural reaction We all get stressed over the unnecessary anticipation.
I was spending my days indoors, away from any contact with the sun. Pretty much ended my social life. My holiday was ruined, having to hide away in the