14-15.
Life story pretty much.
I used to get awesome grades, lots of friends/girlfriends, played allot of sports and had a bright future.
I developed hyperhydrosis on the forehead, underarms and inner thighs. I sought advice, but I was told that everyone sweats. Its no biggie. I don't know many people who can release enough odourless sweat to soak through a t-shirt within 30 seconds of putting it on. For those who don't understand, its a real f*cker. I sweat even if i'm just sitting down reading a book. But the worst is part is that whenever my heart rate rises even slightly (whether it be through anxiety or any standard activity) my whole body temperature shoots up and I get the 'hot and flustered' feeling making it impossible to focus or think properly and it brings on a bunch of mild headaches. Not only that but the hydrosis from my inner thighs soak parts of the underwear and rubs against the skin causing them to chaffe like a b*tch. Because of this I had to give up football, (could no longer run around for 90mins) & do morning runs. Casually walking to work will trigger it, going shopping will trigger it. Doing 10 pushups will trigger it. Basically anything triggers it. So naturally everyone I work with considers me a lazy slacker, and makes fun of me for being a slow worker. The truth is, i'd never had problems with hard work before the condition. Its just that being 'lazy' is the only way I can prevent the condition from overwhelming me. Honestly. And then I end up being viewed as incompetent because I'm always making mistakes in the 'hot and flustered' mode. It turns out that hyperhydrosis sufferers don't sweat when they sleep. And for a few hours late at night, I'm fine. I can go for a run, do whatever I'd like to the best of my ability and not be affected. So I started staying up at night, and making the most of it. And so that led to a f*cked up sleep pattern. Making the days even worse.
Then I got heart palpitations, chest & arm pains and a bunch of stuff that came back clear. Thankfully, I no longer get them. My grades plummetted. Failed my A levels (meant no entry to university).
And naturally, all this led to (undiagnosed) depression.
It's stopped me doing allot of things I've always wanted to do.
My family, friends and work colleagues still quizz me on why I'm not doing more with my life.They really have no idea how bad it is. And to them, the sudden change is unexplainable.
So my confidence and esteem have been shot to shit.
But hopefully it'll get better.
) and since then things are getting better, lost a ton of weight and generally started to improve myself. I still suck with women but I can see some progress there as well, so I guess you should never give up.
