Well the thing is that I went to see my wonderfully helpful doctor when I first noticed it and he said to me, I quote: "it isn't infected, what do you want me to do? Nobody's gonna see it being on the under breast anyway".

My jaw dropped. I asked him if the point of going to the doctor isn't to prevent a condition from getting worse, or infected. He told literally told me "come back when it itches more, that's when it will be infected". I insisted, why wait until it gets infected if we can prevent it?.

But hey I guess I expected too much. This is the same doctor I went to when I identified signs of depression and he told me I'm lucky in my country women's feelings are so precious, because in his country (pakistan) women have real problems and they dont complain. Then suggested I get pregnant and keep myself busy with a baby. Oh, btw this was after telling me that depression is an imaginary illness that only exist in my head because I choose to allow it to happen. Just choose to be happy. And have a baby to keep busy.

I have a new doctor now, I was actually thinking last week of getting an appointment and ask if I can ve given anything at all to treat it.