oolceeoo
Well-known member
I've had hand and foot hh for as long as I can remember, I'm 25. I don't even feel alive anymore. I know people say that you shouldn't let it get to you, but its just a constant in your face reality that we can't escape.
I've tried everything, botox, medication, iontophoresis(several times), topical solutions, crazy herbal remedies, nothing works. I don't think I could do the surgery because it doesn't seem like it cures anything, just switches where you'll sweat.
I just feel so alone, people think that I hate them and don't want to be around them but that is so not true. This condition just wears you down day after day, it just beats you down constantly. I can't do anything. Everything in life that people do involve the hands. I almost feel like a ghost sometimes, just wandering with no end in sight.
Sometimes I feel like I wasn't meant for this world, I go for walks alone sometimes and see people laughing and smiling and having fun with others and being social, without a care in the world. I often wonder "why can't I enjoy life? Why can't I be with friends and have fun? Why am I always alone?"
Sometimes I take drugs or drink myself into oblivion alone just to escape for a short period of time. Sure, it isn't a cure, but its relief. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be able to interact with people normally. The worst part is no one can help.
I just had to get that off my chest.
I've tried everything, botox, medication, iontophoresis(several times), topical solutions, crazy herbal remedies, nothing works. I don't think I could do the surgery because it doesn't seem like it cures anything, just switches where you'll sweat.
I just feel so alone, people think that I hate them and don't want to be around them but that is so not true. This condition just wears you down day after day, it just beats you down constantly. I can't do anything. Everything in life that people do involve the hands. I almost feel like a ghost sometimes, just wandering with no end in sight.
Sometimes I feel like I wasn't meant for this world, I go for walks alone sometimes and see people laughing and smiling and having fun with others and being social, without a care in the world. I often wonder "why can't I enjoy life? Why can't I be with friends and have fun? Why am I always alone?"
Sometimes I take drugs or drink myself into oblivion alone just to escape for a short period of time. Sure, it isn't a cure, but its relief. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be able to interact with people normally. The worst part is no one can help.
I just had to get that off my chest.