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I was both thrilled and apprehensive about visiting her office What if she couldn t clear up my skin?!? I couldn t keep faking it.

I barely cracked open a book anymore, and my college tuition was far too expensive to toy around with What was I, nuts?! I could not wait to go back home.

Ha! She thought my situation....

That same day, mom went into overdrive, determined to find a way to clear up the eczema.

My eczema my secret was making me sick of life and its demands.

Here s What Worked to Eliminate Eczema Dr.

I grew anti-social and no one knew why.

But the only thing that mattered was getting to see the nutritionist that had been highly recommended to my mother.

I didn t care as much about my grades.

G, as I began calling her, examined all my scaly, oozing patches and pleasantly declared I had a nasty case of atopic dermatitis, but at least it wasn t chronic eczema.

When I later admitted to my mom that my eczema had grown worse and was behind my decision to drop out of college, I broke down in tears.

Needless to say, no one really bothered inviting me to Daytona Beach, where everyone else was going.

Me or Eczema: One of Us Had to GO Spring break finally rolled around.

I was a sad, emotional wreck, thanks to my embarrassing skin.

Not that I would have gone anyway .

Television became my escape, my only source of fun and laughter, of human interaction (if you can call it that).

My loneliness and embarrassment from eczema started taking a toll in other areas.

But unfortunately, I wound up in a HUGE argument with my dad: I told him I didn t like the school and was considering not going back.

Obviously, my pleas to just not finish my freshman year fell on deaf ears.

I headed home to Michigan, and it was great being out of the Texas pressure cooker.

She made an appointment for me with a nutritionist back in Texas.

By the following day, she d found who she thought I should see.

I dreaded going to work.

So, I soon returned to Texas and was back at school.