Let’s skip the part where I try to sound perfectly polished—because this story isn’t about perfection. It’s about pain. It’s about shame. And it’s about the quiet, raw courage of living with Hidradenitis Suppurativa, a chronic skin disease that no one talks about and even fewer understand.
I live with it. And for years, I said nothing. Then I wrote a blog. Became an advocate. Now I am writing books about it.
Hello Reader,
I’ve been writing for most of my life, but it always felt like my work was confined to the space around me—seen only by those closest to me. I never truly evaluated the worth of my stories, my ideas, or even myself.
Luckily, someone in my life believed in me. They helped me realize that I’d never know how others might receive my work unless I shared it.
At first, it was just a test—a challenge to myself through writing battles (if you’re unfamiliar, look them up; they offer...
