The Truth About My Vitiligo
I wanted to write something a bit more personal, one thing I've grown to dislike about social media which I have found myself doing as well, is almost creating a smoke screen between myself and the realm of the internet, because I was scared to be vulnerable. I realised that although I was putting myself out there I wasn't really connecting with anyone. I don't really like that so I want to re-define my presence on the gram and everywhere else where I reside on the internet. And I'm starting with this blog. With that being said let us crack on. Vitiligo. The condition and topic that has engulfed my whole life. It presented itself in the corner of my left or right eye when I was 8, and to be honest, I couldn't care less, I was probably more concerned with attaining pink jelly sandals and having the best dance moves in the class. Despite my innocent 90's ambitions, my vitiligo persisted. What was once a little spot began to spread and became a series of patches