This part is one of the saddest ones in my story because it really affected my self-esteem, my life. It's sad that nowadays a lot of people face the same issue and that can really bring them down.
For sure you get from the title what it's all about. That's something people are ashamed of and they can't really discuss that with someone who doesn't experience the same thing. However everyone around is trying to give a piece of advice. Of course that's only because they are trying to help, they care, but every other note is another reminder that you have skin problems.
Fortunately I did get over the psychologic part of it even when I had those issues. Moreover now it looks like this whole story actually helped me become more confident.
So as it's usually expected it's when I became a teenager I got the skin issues. My friends would have just a few pimples. Well, okay, that's fine. That’s just the age, everyone has them, right? Hormones are changing or something like that. That's what everyone knows. As for me, I had cystic acne almost all over my body, well, at least all over the top part. My face, neck, shoulders, chest were covered with all types of blemish. (I’m sorry if it might sound disgusting). One part would calm down and then another would break out. So it was going round in circles. I don’t even remember how and when I first broke out. Now I have a feeling as if I had them all my life 😂 I had grown up with them, as with my close friends. Only they have never been friends to me. Rather they were my enemies.
I remember how a girl from my school casually dropped: “Darn, before it was like you wash your face with soap and pimples immediately go away, but now that doesn't work.” I thought to myself, “Hmm, soap never helped me.” 🤔 Indeed, nothing helped me with acne. I was constantly offered some new remedies or cosmetic procedures. Dermatologists recommended some “innovative” creams and ointments. :D I did use a certain lotion with antibiotics, even though it was expensive for me then. Of course, it was helping as long as I was using it. As soon as I stopped using it, acne was right there.
People were always trying to assure me that acne would go away soon when I would grow up, but they were still there and worse even when I turned 25.
To be continued...