Atopic dermatitis (english)

The story of my atopic dermatitis


I was born on May 28, 1997 in Tenjo, Colombia. I started growing like any other girl in a country house surrounded by trees and grass, I enjoyed a happy and healthy childhood until age 5, from when my skin and with it my whole life began to take a quite confusing and painful course. 

At this age and for reasons still quite uncertain, an eczema appeared on the whole body that for 4 more years worsened to levels that I never imagined.
At age 6 the problem was so serious that I did not have skin on a large part of my body, I was diagnosed with severe chronic atopic dermatitis and I underwent various and uncomfortable treatments with doctors of different specialties that would end up intoxicating me and exhausting me leaving my body functioning incorrectly until today that I am 21.

After my # 1 crisis that lasted from 5 to 9 years or so the disease seemed to disappear, but now I can say that it just "fell asleep", my skin again took on its homogeneous color and itching, burning and pain went along with the insecurity that I felt about my skin,

I could not be happier to face adolescence being well and not having something that inhibited me from proudly showing my personality

 but this unfortunately changed again to give way to a # 2 crisis at age 17, when I was in my second semester of college and a terrible depression invaded me to see my body almost completely covered by a red, dry and very inflamed skin without understanding why. I don't have photos of this or I could not find them because it caused me so much anger and pain to see them that I wanted to delete them from everywhere.

My despair was such that I started a treatment with corticosteroids (which I will talk about later because I think it is very important that people know everything about this medication) that immediately favored the appearance of my skin but in turn caused my immune system to lower itself. so much that I had to be hospitalized for 3 weeks (I voluntarily retired because of the depression I suffered there), so I had to postpone the semester in the university and continue the fight at home against many serious medical complications that were unleashed from all of this.

I continued the treatment with corticoid (with a lower dose) for 2 years because if I left it, immediately my skin began to sprout again, so I created a type of dependence on it. As a result of the use of this medicine my body began to feel extremely strong changes, but the most notable of these was the shape of my face, which increased its size incredibly, making me look very swollen throughout the treatment, which did not let my depression diminish or increase my confidence in myself, put me at an emotional crossroads and I felt that I had to choose between seeing and feeling my skin very badly and seeing myself in the mirror being another person completely, I could not feel identified with the new me that I saw in the reflection, so I filled myself with courage and decided to leave the corticoid.

It has been a year since I left the medication and I gave myself completely to what I have been learning the last 3 years traveling every time I can to get to know myself better and try to find answers and solutions that come from my own hands and from natural medicine. I still struggle with dermatitis but I can say that I no longer depend on corticosteroids and compared to 3 years ago I am much better.

Currently my illness is completely changing and unexpected, I would even call it autonomous and conscious, one day I am sprouted, the next I am not, one day I have a very strong reaction and the other much milder, one day I reject certain food or clothing material and the next I don’t, I still do not understand it but unlike years ago I feel that it is strengthening and empowering me instead of harming me, I am learning to handle it with patience, love and above all perseverance.


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