I don't think any normal, relaxed, problem solving partner will initially see rosacea like an impediment for a normal, exciting even relationship. No one seemed to with me at least, initially. Because why would rosy (read: red, burning) cheeks be anything more than an inconvenience? And what guy doesn't like the challenge to look after a girl he likes, when she feels a little bit off or sick? But it can bring a multi spectral challenge to the table. Or well, that was my experience at least.
1998 - 2001
Needless to say perhaps that all this had some effect on the relationship. Before, I used to care about other, more interesting things like my studies, movies, books, music, the Middle East problems, religion or the American elections, you name it basically, but all that was of lesser importance now. And soon I realized that to him, I was perhaps becoming a bit like music record that got stuck somewhere half ways, and he politely kept listening but I didn't really reach him anymore. I could almost see him thinking: where did the old her go and what the heck... Of course that made me feel even worse. Some days he would come over and take me on a car ride through the countryside. Listening to music, talking a bit, just, driving in the middle of nowhere. Simple but a lot of fun, very relaxing. We still traveled a lot or went out for meals. But it was not working out after 4 years. He is a restless type who was always traveling or working, he lived in different cities at some point. By the time we called it quits he had already lived in Paris for 6 months and was then living in Amsterdam, about 300 km away from my home town. I at least was doing a bit better again by then, rebuilt my life a bit and saw it was going nowhere steady with him either, neither from my side. Despite the great fondness and all that. We're still amicable.
2002 - 2004
During holiday Turkey |
When we were back home, things didn't improve, and got worse instead. I was still stressed, bf was getting a bit annoyed by now, understandably, and said that he didn't recognize his girlfriend in me anymore. What was I on about? Why was I wallowing in this? It didn't look that bad. The moisturizer I used to use (Biotherm sensitive skin) started to burn and when I changed it into something milder from the health shop, things got even worse and I had bright red flushing about half of the time now. When my face was less red, it still felt very painful and tight and like I had acid poured on it. I visited the GP and she said I looked healthy and that there are many people with rosy cheeks, and to live with it. I was upset, tried to explain how it wasn't the look of it that bothered me so much, but the constant burning and throbbing and sensation of intense heat in my face. She brushed it off and I sobbed a bit, as my dad sat next to me, also unable to get through to her. I tried all sorts of creams, thinking now that I would be back to calm skin again as soon as I found the right moisturizer. At some point my mum thought I was only making it worse by all the experimenting. I literally went to every make-up shop in town for tests for moisturizers, explaining that I needed something as neutral as possible. Everything made me glow beyond cuteness. Going out to fun places became a nightmare, I brought cold packs with me to cool my face or even the small mini fans that bf bought for me. They made such noise that it seemed as if I was about to take off in a plane. All of that could have been funny, perhaps, but I was failing fairly miserably to be the same joyful person to others as before. It wasn't the way it looked at that point, if it ever even has been about that, it was the constant sensation of burning and the heat that every flush brought, and me wanting to go out and cool instead of being in a warm bar. Everyone sees you struggling, on top. It's visible that I have a red face, am uncomfortable about it and that felt like a huge pressure to me. Especially compared to my normal self, much more spontaneous and fun loving and upbeat. I thought that talking to people about it would help, but it didn't really. Bf went from caring to irritated and on edge. He would get really upset with me, saying I had to get myself together. When I varied my diet, or was acting erratic about one moment eating white beans every day, for instance, and a few weeks later radically stopping with eating white beans, he couldn't stand my constantly changing 'skin rules', fighting with me about how I constantly "changed the goal posts" and that I was obsessive and miserable to be around. Although he also helped where he could and said later that it just took some time for him to understand what was going on, and how he could help me get on with things. How to be supportive. That really changed for the better with time. And he never let me down, broke up with me or called it quits either. But at this point, early staged still, I was told by him there were a million things that would be worse and millions of people worse off and that I was totally obsessed. Which was all true. But nothing about that made it easier to deal with the reality of a burned up face. Unfortunately our first great year of carefree young adult-living had changed into me being a nervous wreck, avoiding social gatherings and eating very restricted. Misery.
But bf was very dedicated to support me and patch me up. I had to stop looking in the mirror. Also, by focusing on it so much, I was only making matters worse he felt. I should do yoga and get some control over my mind, because then I could control the pain too. Perhaps I could meditate the pain away? I could smoke weed and perhaps that would help me relax and take the pain away? I didn't feel like that at all and when I did smoke it, just to show him that I was taking his advice seriously, I flushed violently all night from it. I know now what he was saying and what he meant and that he was even right in some ways. From his perspective, this wasn't such a big deal. But others usually can't feel what sort of pain you go through. And then the discussion quickly gets narrowed down to the way it looks. I can say now that this entire relationship ended up in a very negative one, unfortunately, not last because I was miserable myself. Looking back, you see where it all went wrong from my point of view (I have kept diaries since the age of 8), but at the time I was clinging onto the little 'security' I thought I had with my relationship. There were many good things too, but I was mentally in survival mode, dealing with a burning flushed face every day and struggling to handle the cooling and stress and the severe burning pain. There was not much space left to be an engaging girlfriend :( And he could get mean when too frustrated with me and the whole situation. For instance, when we met I was 50 kg and my hair had my natural brown colour. By 2007 I had started taking anti flushing medication (and my life quality had gone up a lot!) but I had also gained some visible amount of weight and I had dyed my hair blonde/reddish for my mothers marriage. Without asking him first! Didn't I know that he hates blonde? And yet I still went on and dyed my hair. And refused to dye it back to brown. He fancied slim and brunette and now he had a "fat blonde", who was too "lazy" to get her butt to the gym, instead sat in the car to go everywhere. Mind you, I flushed all the time and had a life behind a ventilator, yet still managing to go to an office job at the time and leading a more or less normal life again. I wasn't fat either, I had a normal figure instead of super thin now. It hurt me to hear such things. Also I was told that my rosacea made hís life miserable, with all the rules and the no alcohol drinking by me ("boring!") and all the other restrictions. My little rosacea world was pathetic and restrictive and my emotional ups and downs were also grating. He said that him drinking all weekends was because of me; to escape this rosacea hell at home. At this moment in time I was actually in a good mood and happy with the effects of the medication I had finally found through Professor Chu to take the absolute worst off this flushing. I was also supposed to just take in his advise and not talk back with contra arguments. ("Very un-ladylike"). In a life in constant turmoil over this ridiculous rosacea flushing, I wanted to keep everything else stable. Even though the last thing this relationship was in the end, was stable. But over time bf started to see how much physical pain I had from my rosacea and that his way of approaching it resulted only in us fighting constantly and drifting apart. He explained that his anger came from feeling helpless. That he wanted to help but couldn't. And me being so strict with everything, only to change my own rules over time, made him feel frustrated. Which I understood! It was a madhouse, for me too. He spent more time alone with his friends, I withdrew myself more, he drank and smoked more. We got things back on track by opening up about the real reasons underneath the fights. We had date nights or weekends away (dragging ventilators and cold packs along), he would be the one reminding waiters in restaurants that I really didn't want pepper on my dish. He got much more sweet and understanding and supportive with time. Luckily. But it was hard while we were in the midst of the storm. But he stuck it out, which I still appreciate about him today.
2004 - early 2005
Feb 22, 2005
"Help!
On a side note: For all the male rosaceans here there is a shimmer of hope when it comes to dating: "Most people would expect a ruddy face to turn off the opposite sex, but a new study claims women actually find redness sexy. According to researchers at the University of Nottingham, rosey facial skin in male monkeys, birds and fish has long been associated with mate selection and dominance - but they've now discovered red-faced men, such as Manchester United manager Sir Alex Ferguson, are equally appealing to potential partners. 'We have shown that increased redness enhances the appearance of dominance, aggression and attractiveness in men's faces viewed by female participants,' said co-author Ian D. Stephen." Etc
Ok, after some reading it turns out red is not good after all:
"He said a male face which is red is attractive to women because it
suggests good health and fitness. However, the findings show excessive
redness makes men appear angry and aggressive in the eyes of women.'Very high levels of redness increase perceived aggression to the
detriment of attractiveness,' Mr Stephen said. 'These differences may
reflect a trade-off between the benefits to females of choosing a
healthy, dominant male and the costs of associating with an aggressive
partner.' In the study, women were allowed to manipulate the facial colour of
computer pictures of men to make them as attractive, dominant or
aggressive as possible, and most increased the redness to boost these
qualities. As the face gets redder it is increasingly attractive to women because
it is an indication of testosterone, good health and fitness, as there
is more oxygen in the blood. But it can soon tip over in to aggression
and, in extreme cases, anger."
Here are some rosacea forum topics about relationships and dealing with rosacea:
*Rosacea and relationships
*Rosacea and dating
*Dating/relationships and rosacea
*Rosacea and relationships, advice?
*Seb derm and dating
*Dating for rosaceans
Here are some interesting articles on having relationships while suffering from chronic health conditions and/or depression:
*Evan Marc Katz on finding love if you are depressed
*Meredith Goldstein gives advice on dating when you have a chronic illness*Evan Marc Katz on finding love if you are depressed
Most links also have a good deal of readers comments below them, which I usually find as interesting as the central advice. Please scroll down this thread for links to forum topics on rosacea and relationships and dating.
And some nice looking men..