skin... might be neccessary... Since I was a kid, I had eczema. There were many visits to the doctor. Whatever the doctors said, my parents did. Hold still. What say did I have? I was not the one footing the bills. It had to be done.
The shower became my sanctuary for temporary relief.
ING WAT OP WAST ST OUT! and GET
Am I slowly killing myself?
but I conceal anyway. Their stares were like burdens on my shoulders Don’t stare, dear. It was important to hide.
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