Welcome to the world of hyperhidrosis--a medical condition that results in uncontrollable sweating of the hands, feet, and underarms. I have had hyperhidrosis since age 11. I'm now 35. Things are much better for me now than they were in my teen years. I've figured out how to avoid the sweat stains under my arm. I'm relaxed enough at most social functions that I can shake hands without leaving someone with a sweaty memento. But I still avoid church (where we exchange the 'sign of peace'), and I still haven't summoned up the courage to try karate. I'd love to salsa or swing dance, but I'm afraid to dance with a partner. (I think I could do it, and that I'd even like it, but I keep putting it off!) The older the get, the more determined I become to stop hiding parts of myself out of fear that my hyperhidrosis will be discovered. When you're focused on hiding parts of yourself, you're not fully enjoying life. And others are missing out on all you have to give.
I'm tired of hiding. As Auntie Mame said, "Life's a banquet, and only the fools starve." Well, I'm hungry!
I am writing this blog in hopes of providing support to others in their struggle with hyperhidrosis. And I could use some support for myself, too! I'm going to share my experiences and struggles, as well as the things that have helped me. I hope you will do the same. Maybe we'll even have a few laughs along the way. For example, what's a good career for someone with hyperhidrosis? A Riverdance dancer (i.e., Irish dancers who keep their arms by their sides.)
If you are one of the many teenagers out there who suffer from hyperhidrosis, please know: You are not alone. There is help for you out there. It gets better.