When I used to be young pretty girl until I entered to high school my skin itself change break out acne.
" you used to be pretty until you become a pimple" that's an exactly I saw message text from somewhere book when I was 7th grade. Yes I did have early acne, but up until then, I had always been self assured. At that moment, every positive thought I had about myself vanished. I hated looking at myself in the mirror, and I was paranoid that people were talking about me behind my back. I was proven right when I came into school after I got braces and saw my guy friends make faces at each other, as if to say "how could she have gotten any worse?". I graduate middle school and entered to high school in my freshmen year started taking care of myself and started to taking the acne isotretinioin, and thought, fresh start! But the medicine came with downsides. One big one? My skin become extremely breakout dry, and I was super anxious that people were staring at my severely chapped lips and wondering what was wrong with me.
A weird change
My mom also struggled with bad skin when she was younger, and he told me that have " having acne builds character". it turn out she was right. As the months went on, I began looking people in the eye when I was talking to them, I spoke up in class, and I didn't mind being the center of attention. I became really outgoing it was a defense mechanism against my insecurities. I reasoned that if people liked my personality, they couldn't laugh at the way my skin looked. And I think for the most part I was right. because I can't recall a time during that year that I was ridiculed for my skin.
After eight months on medication, I had smooth and clear skin. But as I went into my sophomore year, my acne started to return again. I didn't go back to the med, thought by the I had enough confidence that my breakouts didn't my self esteem. plus I didn't want to deal with the side effects again, Instead, I figured out an at home regimen that worked most of the time.
A Silver lining
Today, my skin will still is not perfect by any mean and I get insecure at times. But now I'm armed with wisdom that you can never rely on looks alone. (I also learned that having bad skin will not change the way people who truly care about you will treat you.) Having acne seemed like the end of the world, but I see that it was actually a blessing in disguise. I t can make you strong and empathetic and there should be more people our age like that.
Love, Channy \m/_
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