My forearms picked today to flare up again, right when I thought I finally had a routine that worked. No new soap, no new sheets, nothing I can point a finger at, just skin doing its own thing while I’m bouncing between client deadlines and driving my mom to appointments this week.
I keep telling myself small steady habits are supposed to fix this eventually, but apparently my skin didn’t get that memo, went from feeling almost normal to scratching my wrist raw in what felt like no time at all.
Icing it now and calling it an early night.