Learning to love myself. Spots, scars and all. Most of you probably know that I’ve struggled with my skin for as long as I can remember (I go on about it enough haha). I’ve had periods where my skin has been so bad that I don’t even want to look in the mirror and I cry myself to sleep - to days where my skin is so clear and I want to shout about it from my 3rd floor flat.
But as a lot of you would understand, as soon as you even THINK the words “wow my skin looks nice today” your spots are like “nope 🙃” and reappear almost immediately (wee blemish bastards). The past few months after coming back to uni for final year have been really tough for me, in more ways than one. And my shitty skin has just added to it.
As much as I don’t want to have these marks on my face, I’m going to make a conscious effort to try not to care so f***ing much!
I’m going to STOP letting my spots determine whether or not I leave the house that day, whether or not I cancel plans with a friend because the lighting in that restaurant accentuates my pimples (YES I have done this before!) Yes, I’m going to still wear makeup because I love it and it makes me feel good. Yes, I’m still going to try and find a solution for clearer skin. But I am going to learn to accept it and realise that having spots isn’t the end of the world.
I am sick and tired of young women and men feeling ashamed of their skin. I am sick and tired of people being ridiculed because of their skin. I am sick and tired of people ONLY sharing their “success stories” with acne (jealous). Well, this is my story. I’m a 22 year old woman who has suffered with acne from the age of 11. I refuse to suffer any longer. F**k it. I just want to let you know that I understand. I know it’s hard. But you aren’t alone. You might not be able to change your skin, but you can change your mindset. Here’s to taking a major leap of faith towards self love and skin acceptance. #acnedoesntmakeyouugly #propizzaface #acnepositivity
