Mishmash Musings

Remember two days ago when I wrote how awful I looked for my important job interview? I had lots of pimples across my forehead, which is unflattering for anyone, but especially for a 35-year-old woman who should have left that sort of thing behind at least a decade ago.

Anyway, I can’t stop thinking (agonizing) about how I might have blown my dream job because of how terrible my face looked. Every time I see myself in the mirror, I just want to cry… why is this happening to me now?

I’m so desperate to get rid of this stuff that I feel like buying all the best acne treatments out there to see which ones work for my skin. I’ll try anything at this point… anything. I seriously hate the way I look right now, and it’s affecting other aspects of my life. I don’t want to see friends until my face clears up, I don’t want to go out, I just want to stay holed up at home.

I’m sure some people will say that I should get over myself already, that I’m just talking about pimples, not something life-threatening like cancer. Well, yeah, of course pimples are not as serious as cancer. But even so, dealing with adult acne is no picnic.

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