As a child, I remember looking down at the dark patches in the creases of my arms, inflamed and irritated, wondering if I'd ever find relief for my eczema. I'd eventually end my bout with eczema but find myself face-to-face with acne as a young adult. Reflecting on my journey, I realize I spent most of my life battling my skin. My father, who I revere as a natural healer, was the guy who had a tea or remedy for any ailment....