It was early 2025, around the end of February, that I started noticing hypopigmentation on my left leg, but I ignored it because it wasn’t much. Later on, I noticed it was spreading, and spots appeared on my thigh. I was told it was spiritual and tried treating it with different herbs, applying them to the patches and also drinking them, but it didn’t work. My mum and people around started noticing too and asking questions.
Around August 2025, I went to UCH, Ibadan. After a series of tests, I was diagnosed with vitiligo; it was devastating, and I was so worried. I cried.
I started researching and learning about the condition, and I met people on TikTok, which made me embrace and start raising awareness about it.
Vitiligo has made me stronger and made me realise there are a lot of things I don’t understand. I wish people knew it’s not spiritual, and that we didn’t offend God. We are not sinners.
To those who are newly diagnosed, having vitiligo isn’t the end of life. You’re just different, and you’re still human.
As narrated by: Oluwadamilare Glorious Kehinde (Ibadan, Oyo).
This snippet is published as part of the series, The Complex Reality of Vitiligo.
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