This thread has made me feel much less alone with my problems. It's so nice to be able to talk to people who understand how having a horrible, disfiguring skin condition can make you feel.
I've had to endure being bullied and called horrible names due to my eczema. Worst of all, the bullies were my own sisters, not anyone at school, when I was a lot younger. I've lost friends because of it I'm sure. I had many years when I was completely clear of eczema, including my face, and then when it flared up, a number of 'friends' seemed to disappear. I know I'm better off without ' friends' like that, but it still hurts to be treated like that.
If I was travelling on the tube I would always hide behind a book or newspaper. I hated socialising, felt awful if I did go to a social event, but otoh felt awful if I couldn't face it and didn't go.
I hate all the rude people who openly stare in the street and the even ruder and nastier people who not only stare but make nasty comments about my skin under their breath, but so I can still hear them (a nasty horrible man I used to work with did this). I have had people openly making horrible nasty comments and gestures at me about my skin.
I wish I had had the self esteem and self confidence to put all the nasty and thoughtless people I have encountered in their place. But I grew up feeling I was inferior because of my skin and almost thought at the time I deserved other people's nasty hurtful comments. I even had a dinner lady at school once make a nasty comment to me about my skin, saying I wouldn't get a boyfriend because of it.
I just don't understand why people are so horrible. I wouldn't dream of being nasty to someone who is so obviously suffering. It's depressing thinking about just how many nasty people I have encountered over the years.
My eczema is like a disability. It is disabling, often physically because it can often be very sore and painful and definately psychologically, because it has destroyed my self esteem and self confidence, and also because of the way other people have treated me because of it, starting with my own family. (I don't see them anymore thankfully, but that story belongs on another thread).