The year after my parent’s divorced, I had a full-blown psoriasis break
out. It was everywhere, back, torso, all four limbs, and on my
face. The doctors tried to explain the potential triggers to the
seven-year-old me. Strep throat (I
had a bout of this the year before), something that my mother ate while
I was in the womb, or simple genetics. Since then, I’ve always
associated it with stress (my only recent serious outbreak was during
the Bar exam last summer).
Around the same time as this first psoriasis break out, I began to
experience mild bouts of OCD that lasted for one or two weeks at most,
and jumped from theme to theme. I distinctly remember being
mortified by salt on my skin for a short period…then of ants…then
of ink on the skin. Once I was in college, I attributed this to
normal childhood development. As one grew up, the chemical
processes changed, bringing on sudden bouts of OCD depending upon one’s
brain chemistry. But there’s a new hypothesis regarding the
triggers of these mysterious childhoold phases: Strep.
**
This is my second day off of May. I’ve been dealing with this
like a trooper, but I’ve become snippier with each late night, and each
Saturday or Sunday that I spend in the office. Friends who map
out strategies for a glorious return to legal academia via the
clerkship route, rock. Friends who point out, “Leaving at 10 or
11 pm on a Friday or Saturday still leaves you with the night
off,” have been working around bankers way too long.
And now, for a Blackberry-free day…
enjoy your blackberry free day! 🙂
Poor thing! Hope you’re better soon. The day off should help. Work is hard. =(