Tuesday, July 20, 2004
In the summer of 2001, The Satan McNuggit Travelling Roadshow came to town. Janice and I attended and I picked up a number of zines. One of them being a zine called Sick Punx or maybe it was Sick Punks, regardless I bought it and it deal with punks and illness.
There was one article in the zine about eczema and how the writer felt socially crippled because of it. I had had eczema a few years back and I remembered how embarassing it was to attend swimming lessons with awful looking eczema patches all over my feet. I used penaten cream a lot, I always confused penaten with penitent (as in "Only the penitent man may pass"). Anyway I felt like a leper and I was glad that I didn't have to deal with eczema once adolescence kicked it. Adolescence was hard enough with a nickname like 'Permie', I didn't need a skin disorder complicating matters.
It had literally years since my skin itched so bad that I felt the need to stay up all night and compulsively itch and scrap away my skin. Once I read that article though I started to find that my fingers were becoming more itchy and it wasn't long before I started trying to hide my eczema beneath bandaids.
I scratch at work, I scratch at shows, I scratch at the movies, I scratch in the shower, I scratch while I sleep.
The skin on my fingers often looks raw like I've been fingerbanging a leper. It's been three years since I read that article and I'm still scratching.
I fucking hate zines.
There was one article in the zine about eczema and how the writer felt socially crippled because of it. I had had eczema a few years back and I remembered how embarassing it was to attend swimming lessons with awful looking eczema patches all over my feet. I used penaten cream a lot, I always confused penaten with penitent (as in "Only the penitent man may pass"). Anyway I felt like a leper and I was glad that I didn't have to deal with eczema once adolescence kicked it. Adolescence was hard enough with a nickname like 'Permie', I didn't need a skin disorder complicating matters.
It had literally years since my skin itched so bad that I felt the need to stay up all night and compulsively itch and scrap away my skin. Once I read that article though I started to find that my fingers were becoming more itchy and it wasn't long before I started trying to hide my eczema beneath bandaids.
I scratch at work, I scratch at shows, I scratch at the movies, I scratch in the shower, I scratch while I sleep.
The skin on my fingers often looks raw like I've been fingerbanging a leper. It's been three years since I read that article and I'm still scratching.
I fucking hate zines.
# posted by Die Brucke @ 2:23 PM 
