A moment that changed me: I felt hugely self conscious about my skin - until I had a revelation

For years, my vitiligo controlled my life, and I was constantly trying to disguise it.

But one day, I realised I could take a very different and extremely liberating approach The microphone felt heavier than I expected.

As I stood on stage at a London comedy club last December, I looked out at a room full of strangers sitting quietly, waiting for me to make them laugh.

It felt nerve-racking and surreal.

I had spent years hiding my vitiligo, hoping people wouldn’t notice it.

Now I was about to joke about it in my set.

I was three years old when I developed my first patch of vitiligo on the back of my hand, which later spread to my arms, legs, face and other parts of my body.

By the time I was six years old, 70% of me was covered.

I was too young to understand what was happening.

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