my entire life. Even as a baby, my mom said I had cradle cap, an oily rash that develops on newborns. By the time I got to middle school, I asked her to take me to a dermatologist in a desperate attempt to get some relief.
This was the late ‘90s, long before the natural hair community exchanged remedies on the internet and were widely accessible.My doctor ended up prescribing me a medicated shampoo that did more harm than good, stripping my hair of every bit of moisture and making my strands feel like dry straw.
Frustrated, I tossed the shampoo that was clearly formulated without my itchy scalp and natural hair in mind.Over the next 20-plus years, I resorted to countless other remedies (Sulfur8, scalp scrubs, DIY hot oil treatment recipes from YouTube), and I even made one last attempt to see a dermatologist two years ago.
The doctor rushed me as I tried to tell her my symptoms and history and prescribed me yet another shampoo.I’ve gotten so overwhelmed and emotional, sometimes near tears, because I felt like my scalp was robbing me of both my time and freedom to live without incessant itching or worrying about flakes falling on my clothes.
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