Back in April I wrote about the things that help to clear up my acne.
That’s the end of that, I thought. I’ve been through my acne phase and we can all move on. (There were even a few days in June and July when I left the house with a completely bare face.)
Except I can’t move on. It came back.
|This is how I feel when I’m hiding from the world. We’ve all been there.|
It started while I was in Portugal. We lived off a diet of two meals a day — pastries for breakfast (those pastéis de nata though 😍) and a meal out for dinner (often meat or fish with rice). It was a far cry from my usual approach to food — fruit, veg, fibre, and wholegrains — and it showed on my skin.
I was only away for a week, so once I got back the healthy eating (mostly) resumed. I thought that would be the end of it, especially since I still had tubes of prescription cream to use.
But no. I started travelling to London for work. Turns out the area where the office is based is the second most polluted area in the city, and you can tell. Coming home and breathing in the fresh sea air was a welcome relief each night.
My chin in particular got more and more spotty, which is unusual for me because it’s normally my forehead which bears the brunt of it. The spots are red and close together, some with a head, some under the skin, some just little red marks that won’t go away. No amount of make-up seems to cover it and despite my best efforts, the effect my skincare is having is minimal at best (although it is helping with the rest of my face).
I want to hide in the house and never leave; I feel like everyone’s staring at my chin, even though they probably don’t give a shit. But it’s really difficult to be rational about these things when you’ve got a polka-dot face.
I’ve always felt guilty for spending so much time focusing on the state of my skin. 2016 has been a shitter of a year worldwide and there are way more important things to be worrying about, but my acne is nearly always close to the top of my list of worries, and it’s been there for a while.
I’ve spent the past few months hoping that it would all just go away if I was careful enough, but it’s still there so I intend to do something about it. I finished my internship recently so the lack of London air has dried things up considerably, something I remind myself when I start stressing out. I’m also going to book an appointment with the doctor first thing tomorrow to see if there’s anything else they can do. I’ve been using the same cream for a year now with on and off results, so maybe a change will help?
Have you ever experienced adult acne before? What kind of treatments work for you? Let me know in the comments!
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Beth, 26, South East England.
Lover of books, dogs, yoga, travelling, and gin.
I write about ethical & eco-friendly living, minimalism, and mental health, as I muddle through one step at a time. Enjoy!