Atopic Dermatitis

I acknowledge the fact that growing up with atopic deermatitis has indeed affected the quality of life, but instead of ranting about it, I'll be examining the positive influences on me as a person.  From not being able to do as much outdoor activities to not being able to eat foods like ice cream and chocolate, the experiences of abstaining from the factors that worsen skin conditions has made me a much more vigilant and perceptive person. With spare time to observe classmates as they run across the field, I have managed to compile my own observations about different individuals, assessing them and relating their movements to different personalities; the intricate conclusions made has raised awareness for me as I developed an acute sense when approaching people. The sleepless itchy nights as a child has allowed me to put up with harsher times, realizing that pain, like the rashy conditions of the skin, doesn't last forever and someday I will simply move on. Though unable to completely delve into a happy situation without other concerns at mind, I manage to appreciate the beauty of nature, and the mosaic fragments of events in life that magically piece together into a harmonious unison. The indescribable connection between me and the flow of life is a gift that not many others possess, and I am truly grateful for it. Of course there are still those unbearable days when my skin gets "crocodily" and flaky, but in fact they are reminders for me not to overlook as to how lucky I am as a person who is capable of walking, eating, and functioning normally.