I’m purging after a chemical peel and the most hideous pustule has sprouted forth from my face. Whenever I get a zit here and there I feel so intensely grateful because my skin was terrible as a kid and young adult and I never thought it would be possible to have clear skin! 💌 it really puts things into perspective for me and reminds me of how far I’ve come
I got a facial for the first time yesterday and she squeezed every flaw I didn’t know existed out of me. “Some of that was probably in there for years,” she said. Now I can’t stop thinking about having my impurities painfully removed again.
also kind of hate this, but as an almost-25-year-old woman with constant cystic acne it makes me feel like i’m taking care of myself as best i can. instead of dropping money on tiktok ”korean” skincare that makes you have “glass skin” i can talk to a literal doctor. although i’m starting to think the idea of “clear skin” is perhaps unattainable for me, i can at least try until i’m too tired to care. i’ve been trying for over ten years now…no end in sight.
My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌
