After many years of suffering with Vitiligo, I’m lucky in the fact that it still only probably affects less than 20% of my body. I’m repeatedly told by family, friends and colleagues that it’s not noticeable unless I point it out to them.
This doesn’t mean that it doesn’t affect me psychologically because it does, often I can drop into a minor depressive trip and refuse to spend any length of time looking in the mirror for a few days. Although my affected spots may be limited, the thought and fear of it spreading is what really screws with my head.
About a year ago, I finally decided to take treating the condition seriously rather than just learning to live with it.