We ‘ll simply blurt it down before We lose my neurological. We smell.
You likely know very well what this means, although in my own situation, just so we’re clear, we smell love onion soup. I will move through the bath, epidermis gleaming and taut and red and shining, the hot gusts of vapor nevertheless fogging the mirror — and odor.
It began of course — like a lot of physical wrestlings that turn out to be lifelong — around puberty, around 12. My hyperhidrosis can also be genetic — both my mom and my aunt experience as a result of being “overly sweaty women that are.